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The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.VI Virtual Fighting
"YOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" The crowd exploded upon hearing the revelation about her identity.That's going to come back to you, you know~Athena spared no thought as she let herself be immersed in the game that she once loved. Smiling ear to ear as her hands moved as if it had minds of their own, inputting sequences hard engraved into her muscle memory and applying constant pressure to the slowly falling health bar of her opponent. Sooner or later, he's going to throw a running-Sidestep, down back two.*Crash!*"OHHH!!!!"Too easy. Udongein was getting desperate to try and get some hits in. Too bad she's tilted him enough to make reading his moves as easy as reading an open book."OH! OH! OH! OH! OHHHHH!!!!" The crowd chanted along each landed hit, vigor renewed with the prospect of witnessing high-level gameplay.*K.O!*"That sidestep was sick! Did you see the reads?!" "Tch!" She heard him make a noise as his character landed with a heavy thud on the ground. Haha! How delicious was his suf
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.VII Virtual Fighting
Athena was frozen in her seat, hands unmoving as a thousand thoughts ran through her mind. How did Arbiter know!? The mysterious woman never contacted her ever since the deal was struck.. Why now?She has eyes and ears everywhere. She told as much.*Crash!*The novelist was knocked out of her stupor as she heard the sound of the sword-wielding demon flying through the air, his health bar taking damage as her opponent threw calculated jabs and kicks.Shit! She had to focus! She beat her once, she can beat her again! Losing means death.Shaking her head as she stamped down on her growing fear, grim determination taking its place, the hooded player gripped her controls intently, ready to make a stand against the mysterious opponent. Deftly rolling back and establishing space, Kunimitsu's health hovered at 60% as the wooden doll dashed back and forth out of range, waiting patiently for its opponent to make the move.The hooded woman weighed her options. Rose was always known for being un
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.VIII Virtual FIghting
Focus. Study her movement. Forget the fact that losing meant more, take each round one at a time. She can still win this- A parry!One plus three.*Grab!*Kunimitsu withheld his sword mid-swing, avoiding the welcoming hands of his opponent, instead suddenly enveloping the surprised doll in an embrace before lifting it higher and squeezing, snapping the wooden doll's proverbial spine before unceremoniously dropping its body to the ground-Up, three plus four.*Crash!*He then disappeared into the air before delivering a devastating double heel kick, smashing Doll even further into the ground-Down three.*K.O!*Before then delivering a low kick to seal the round in his favor.Laser focus. No time for celebration just yet. She just had to win one more round.*Final Round!*One more round. Just one more round!*Fight!*Down three.*Parry!*The determined novelist winced as the doll intercepted the low kick, resulting in her character being slammed into the ground-*Punch! Kick!*Then puni
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IV.IX Virtual Fighting
"H.y." Ughhh..."A.hena." Who...The sleeping woman grumbled as she heard voices calling to her in her sleep. "C'.on Ath-na.." Nah... "Wake up.." No... This was the best sleep she had in years. "We have to go home Athena.." The stubborn author purred as she tried turned her body, a hard sensation now making itself felt on her side. "Really 'Thena?" Whoever was calling her needs to shut up and let her sleep. The rough leathery pillow didn't really help either. "Wake up!" The nerve.."What is it?" The bleary-eyed novelist growled, unaware of the sight that would greet her."About time." Wait... "C'mon. Let's go home." Eremes?! How stubborn can you get?~How? Why? Where? And why was his face the first thing that she saw? Surprise and confusion flooded her thoughts as she tried to recount how she ended up in this situation-"Uhh.. Do you mind?" What now? "I kinda want feeling in my legs back." The novelist's face turned from befuddlement to realization to horror as she slowly put to
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter Interlude III: Rose
A small glimpse...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛Rose always thought of herself as a logical being; diligent in calculating cause and effect, benefit and detriment, supply and demand, in any task she applied herself to. From academics to extracurricular activities, many have come to expect great things from her, making her a very respected name even back when she was still in high school. But even through all of the accolades, all of the adoration and respect that she was being showered with, Rose never found satisfaction through all of them; awards and trophies meaningless to her as she concluded that they never truly mattered in the long run. As a result, she oftentimes came off as an emotionless, unfeeling doll to most of those that knew of her as a competitor. But if one were to ask any of her immediate classmates about this sort of behavior from her..They would utterly deny the accusation.They would answer that Rose was the definition of a model student; studious, punctual, helpful, genius. Her pee
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter V.I Cultural Musings
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"I can hardly wait for lunch~" The Head of Maintenance almost sang in delight as he and his crew installed another section of carpeting, covering almost three-fourths of the hall's total floor area. They were making great time. What was supposed to be a two-week job was, if his estimate was correct, being done in the span of a week. The flooring should be done come tomorrow and then comes the finishing up and double-checking of the electrical connections and utilities, just in time for the redecorators and the sellers to come and set up shop by Friday. Eremes wiped some sweat off his brow as he glanced a look at his watch to check the time. "Have something in mind boss?" The Leon kid asked as he walked up to his boss's location. "I noticed you don't have a bag with you today."Oh sweet and savory steaks.. "Why yes, Ryan.." Hungry eyes lighting up as the clock slowly turned to twelve. "I'll be down at the cafe lounge today.." There were a few choice cut
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter V.II Cultural Musings
Returning to their shared table, Eremes didn't find it surprising that Athena was still asleep, snoring lightly under his yellow work jacket. Trying his best to not wake her up, he quietly tried to set the food on the table, careful not to let any of the plates clink with each other. If she wasn't going to sleep in her bed, might as well let her get some sleep here, no matter how bad the place could be. The spread he ordered was exactly what the sleeping woman told her to get. For himself, he got a beautifully grilled t-bone steak; complete with a side of mashed potatoes, roast beef, and a small heap of mixed veggies, while for her he got a roast pork rice bowl; a large evenly roasted pork belly cut up into strips on top of a heaping portion of steaming hot white rice, topped with thinly sliced cabbage, carrots, dried seaweed, and a raw egg that was just now getting cooked by the hot rice. An unassuming cup of hot coffee also sat beside it; its aroma potent enough that the famished re
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter VI.I Sleepless Beauty
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"Finally~" Athena sang in a raspy tone as she stretched her aching back. "It's over.."Was it worth not sleeping though?~The novelist paid no mind to her current lack of sleep, for staring in front of her was four whole chapters of her novel, finished and ready for shipping to her editor. Saving her work before closing the laptop, she let her bleary eyes turn away from the screen, instantly feeling sweet relief as she drank in the familiar darkness of her room, her thick curtains preventing any light from the outside from ever seeping in. She got up from her desk and made her way to her bed, checking the time on her phone before plopping face-first into the comfort of her blankets."Nine AM..." She grumbled, rubbing her eyes as the tired author curled into her bedsheets. "Time flies when you're having fun."Having a flash of inspiration was a godsend for people that made a living through artistic means. Letting it pass by would be a monumental mistake o
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