Noir's Journal Entry#1
On the car ride back home, Noir counted the seconds passed before he glanced at the girl again on his passenger seat.
1..2..3..4...7 then looked again. Same pose.
1..2..3.. at his 4th count a thought passed in his mind that the child could be an orphan who ran away, he made a mental note to call all the near orphanages in the city after he got home.
At 5th, he tried to assess the girl by her image, does a child who looked like 6 or 7 could be that expressionless as her? And silent as she could be? Anyhow, he hope that Zara would accept her because this girl has the thing she likes the most.
She has a beautiful doll-like face; a heart-shaped face, white, milky, flawless skin, a small face, a cute button-like nose, black hair, pink, heart-shaped lips, and upturned dark eyes.
On 6th, while waiting for the stoplight to turn green, he saw police cars on the other lane, speeding up to the adjacent str
"Is what I did wrong?"The young girl murmured more to herself than to her as she watch all the things in the kitchen get thrown.Her. As in Zara, the wife of Noir.She looked at her with such fury and held her both on her shoulder. "You stupid brat! You don't know what you are doing! Aren't your mother taught you how to cook? What garbage did you put on my plate?! You useless bitch!"The young girl shut her eyes closed as she pushed her with her strong arms away. Her shoulders turned numb immediately and her body is aching all over. A drop of water got on her face and when she opened her eyes, she was already outside the house.Thrown from the window.She tried to stand up and craned her neck on the window sill as she watched Zara put all the mess she made on the trash.Along with the food, the young girl cooked and she called it garbage.A single drop fell on the top of her head
"You said you heard Hent's alarm?"This was the first time Bon heard Doe vexed at the twins. Particularly on Forest, because she was more affectionate than Crimson and Doe knew that all too well, but when she put her hands over her shoulder and tried to push her, a shuffle of feet was heard Bon and Blanche moved on their place.Bon successfully stop Doe by taking her other hand and Blanche held Forest away from her reach."You're hurting the kid," Bon hissed and gave Doe a sullen look. Doe can be impulsive at times especially when someone stopped her work. She was a bit perfectionist, come with her OCD. She got her hands on everything, she wants everything to flow flawlessly and if someone messed her work or forgot to relay something even the tiniest detail, she felt like everything would crumble down, from the start to finish, it was like a domino, when one fell down everyone will follow at least that's what's in her head, but actually,
"Team up with me, then I'll say my name."Blanche's always cleans her ears after bath, but she thought maybe the sound of the rain and the splashing of rainwater made it unable to process what she hears.Even though after what he said, the rain slowed down and the grey clouds were starting to disappear.The man plaster a smirk on his face and watched as Blanche's expression turned into a scowl.She faced him and cross her arms. She shouldn't be challenged by what he proposed, surely, he's just testing the waters before he would dive. Blanche shouldn't let that shake her. "Why? Is your name that exclusive? Are you an actor? Model? Writer?"He laughed and touched his jaw. "Don't you think I look the same just like the one you knew?"Blanche turned to look at the surface water in front of them, the rain completely stopped and somehow the air gave off a very clean smell, it runs through her nostrils and burs
Blanche held the stem of her wine glass and let the red liquid dance in it as she wait for Alas to answer. She became the red liquid on the glass, it danced around its bowl round and round when a hand hold it.She was like the red wine –sweet and expensive but has a fervent grace when you drink it.Blanche was on her third and final level of Alas' challenge. The first one was under the rain, the second was on the change of clothes, and the last one would be held with a bottle of champagne as an honorable witness.It's one-love, as Blanche could narrow it down. Alas was stupid but intelligent, unlike the one she knows. He kept things under his control and didn't let all of what he has on shown on the table. He does it one by one. Like how someone buries hatchets one by one for the wolves to follow a path.As of now, Blanche was buying time, waiting for the right time to come. For Hent to bind as one.It was
"You found me with the paper, in that room. Don't you think I found what happened before you?"Alas quirked a brow at Blanche. With his left hand on his pants pocket, Blanche has still two little red dots dancing on her skin as she watched him, unfazed.She faced him and mentally scolded herself because of thinking that he was stupid and forgot her idiocy. That people can be stupid at times and even her could not be skipped on that one.She returned herself to the mansion's hallway when she opened the door of Noir's office and found him on the table, with just seconds he got the paper out from its clipped and hide it on his vest. He then acted like he didn't know anything, when in fact he knew everything before she."But I pushed you on that secret room, where his final journal is located!" she tried to reason even if she's already rubbed with salt and had two snipers pointing at her head.Alas gave her a smug lo
Hent rebooted and organized the files stored in her head. She was silently working as she was programmed to.The basement was chilly except for the heated motherboard on the center of the big computer where all her files were temporarily stored because somehow, on some unfortunate events, she can't do that anymore.The man on a lab coat who successfully made her function like a human died of a heart attack before she malfunctioned again. Of course, the other juniors that he left would unsuccessfully try to fix her, but it always lead out to negative. Or at least that's what they're trying to show to the people.Hent knew that a self-righteous person like the old man who speak nothing but science and logic would give a time to train an apprentice. He can be a mentor and give everything he learned happily, just like how a civilization survived by the knowledge of that last who lived, except that it
Hent walked towards Astolfo. The functions that made her record all that's happening have been turned off.Hent was moving on her own. She was so determined to comfort Astolfo on his unrequited love to the person she has the same face, but Astolfo was thinking otherwise, he gave Hent a deep, menacing look and because Hent can't stand too long, her legs wobble and collapsed in front of Astolfo, her black uniform got stretched out causing Astolfo to get a clear view of what he's planning to do."Let me help you." He gripped Hent's waist and felt her lightness as she guide her to sit down on the floor."Thank you."Now they're both facing each other.Hent recognized the face of Astolfo as it blushed deeper, his whole face was like a tomato dip in a boiling pot, must be because of his alcohol intake.Astolfo's nos
Blanche forced her eyes to opened and the first thing she saw was a white ceiling."Could be because we got drenched in the rain, not because of what she saw," an ever-so-slightly supercilious voice explained.She concur it as the voice of Alas standing near her as she was lying on a bed, but she inhaled a manly scent instead of the usual alcohol mixed with the medicine smell of a hospital. She blinked a few times looked from left to right."Oh, you're awake," he uttered in a monotone manner as if he knows she would wake in that time.He turned on the nightstand and filled a glass with water. "Here, have a drink."Alas shoved tha glass on her face as if expecting her to accept it or accept it.Blanche glowered at him she sat up on the bed and held the glass. She realized she was not in a hospital, but in a room with a white ceiling and carpeted floor. "Where am I?"Alas sat behind