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
Once Blanche turned around, a heavy, loud, and cold palm smacked her left cheek."You bitch! I already said you should stay with him!" Penelope was fuming mad, she wore an A-line skirt patch with lace and a dark red off-the-shoulder blouse paired with black heels. Her hair was chopped off into a red bob cut.Blanche touched her stinging left cheek, it burns and it hurts. People passing by the building halted and gave their attention to them.She slowly faced the culprit, hand still on the cheek and her eyes speak the bewilderment and teary-eyed expression that Blanche felt.Penelope was ready to put her newly manicured nails in Blanche's skin. Her face screamed like boiling water in the morning, but when Blanche finally collected herself from that sudden outburst, she calmly spoke."What do you mean Penelope? As far as I'm concerned, I didn't do anything bad." The sourness of those words rolled in her tongue like
Some days, Blanche feel like wearing pyjamas and hoodie jackets all day, just feeling the sun's warmth as it rise from the east, but no, she can't do that. Like a bird on a bird cage she can't do that. She's bounded by a contract with the organization.An organization run by the devil.There's no way to run around the halls of their headquarters and expect to be out in the sun. That's just not what supposed to happen in the organization. They're expected to obey the rules, to be flawless in killing people, to shoot, and to use any weapon in the armoury.Especially when they set their eyes on Blanche, she felt as if they doubled.. even tripled their expectations on what she should do.Just like how a parent expect her oldest child to be a good example to his younger siblings. Except that she wasn't the oldest, and they're far from being parents.Blanche bit the inside of her cheeks as she tried her loudest scream yet no
"Is Ace back?"Blanche's eyes widen at what Farah said, she came running to the apartment door and knock with utmost curiosity and excitement on her face."Why are you asking?" Misha popped behind Blanche. "Does Ace doesn't go home frequently these days?"Farah covered the surprise on her face when she saw Misha and tried to smile. "Yes... at least that's what I observed."Farah seemed to be hesitant to tell them that but she did, and it makes sense because Farah was practically a stairs away from the house of Ace."He never got home?" Misha asked again for clarification and Farah nodded in return."There must be a misunderstanding. Ace always returns home." Blanche has a small hope in her eyes that says how Ace can do and she clings on that hope devoutly."No... He doesn't." Farah held the hem of her clothes and looked down sheepishly. The aura of Blanche was just too much for h
“Never do that again, Blanche.”Blanche nodded, giving in to Hent that she’s wrong on thinking that she could handle all the problems that came in her way alone, sometimes, problems required friends so that you can solve them, just like what Hent said; two can tango.It was in the middle of the night, the moon creepily sought them as Hent and Blanche prepare for the next plan. It’s clear that the vital thing for the organization was not Blanche anymore, it’s Hent, but they learned better, they knew their rotten personality and bad things they did to them, so in order to not have Hent, Blanche arranged that Hent should be taken out of the abandoned building and she’ll be in hiding in the apartment, specifically in the room of Blanche that’s parallel to Ace.She knew how to go there by copying what Astolfo did, peak on the window first, Hent would be shu
Even if Alas looked like a self-centered narcissist, he still has a sense of pity, just a bit though, a tiny bit. For his brother who’s always had the center of attention, for his brother who gets all the love in the world.Alas grew up knowing that he’s not the favorite child, but when their mother died, things take a turn and in just a blink of an eye he was on the room listening to his father as he declared him the next heir of the family’s business.“I won’t let you, Alas,” Ace replied with a stern voice.“Well then.” He walked back to Ace’s bedroom and take a look over the window.“What if I told you that she wants to kill you?”Ace followed him, but his face didn’t move an inch, making Alas conclude that he knew that all along. “How can you do that?” That moment,
“Now that it’s clear Mr. Tassel don’t want to join us, what’s your next plan?”Blanche turned to the computer screen, it was another day and they’re on the abandoned building again, Moss was trying to have a conversation with Blanche while Rat just stood beside the door with his palms buried on his face.It wasn’t like she never told him not to be here ever again, she just told him that his job was done after they got Hent. But Rat doesn’t like that idea, he never talked to Blanche after they got Hent though, it’s always a filler word, sometimes in Moss conversation or in command.Blanche let the poor guy stay. He’s the one who showed them the abandoned place so its just reasonable to let him stay.But one fact surface from all, Blanche thought she could pull Mr. Tassel to let go of the organization and rebel against them, she
As Ace went on to his car with Dog on the passenger seat, he blew air from his rolled-up window and whispered if that’s the thing that his mother wanted.Ace gave it to Alas.Ace’s always the one who gave, Ace protects his brother, Ace loves him, Ace…For years, he has the job of protecting his brother, he had a camouflage and worked at a comedy bar as a jester so that he’ll have a flexible schedule because when Alas needs his help, he shall be there for him no matter what.Because he’s the next leader, the heir to the family, he shall be protected, the family shall put their focus on Alas and trained him to be the next leader, that’s why he always have to do something outside and inside the country, he always have men that observed his surroundings and keep him away from harm, a henchman that would go wherever he wanted him to go.
“Blanche and I were part of a mission to kill your friend,” Misha started, Slidell’s mind wasn’t on the postponed date now, but on the fact that the whole night, Misha opened up to him.He felt like he had a new responsibility to protect, what Misha said and what she’s going to say was something she let him hold, because she trusts him already.“But Blanche didn’t kill him, as what you see. She fell in love with him instead.”Slidell had no idea whose friend she’s talking, not until she continued, that friend… was Ace Crowne.“What?!” He half-shouted and half of the people in the coffee shop turned their heads on them, so he repeated it with a hushed tone,“Why do you want to kill Ace Crowne?”-“She wanted
“Hent, you recognize me now?”It took a few seconds for Hent to reboot, her processor was a bit louder than usual, Blanche could here her CPU running.And it looked so difficult for Hent, because of her other parts still missing, her skin, the narrow fissures, hair and ears, it looked like she was just a standard robot now.After getting her out of the organization, Moss, Rat and Blanche together with Hent went to the abandoned building.The curse place was the perfect hiding place for them, no intruders dared to step out because of the circulating ghost rumors, and no one dared to speak or point on the abandoned building. Seems like people really put the curse in this to the highest level.It’s a cool thing that Rat worked many jobs and have known this. Blanche is not afraid of ghost, she doesn’t believe in one, one could only believe when you first see i
Hent opened her eyes just after the whole lab room lit up.“Who are you?” she saw the lady in all black who entered in the room and step on her platform as unidentified.Blanche couldn’t believe what Hent just said, she was sitting on a silver chair with wires come from her limbs and arm and a lot on her head, there’s plenty of black wires in her head and it’s all connected to the big computer with 2 small ones outside of her platform.She feels so cold, its like something has change but Blanche couldn’t point what that was.Or she could, she just doesn’t want to accept it. As she inched closer to Hent, her metal skin become more evident, it’s like they peeled of her skin, and she’s left with nothing but a white piece of cloth, evidence that she was put to pieces were visible for her skin has a lot of fissures than ever before.
“We only have limited time, are you ready?” Blanche repeated with worry in her voice. Rat’s slicing onions with a butcher’s knife with such mastery and skill, and as if he didn’t heard Blanche from the second time, he turned on the stove and sauté his chopped onions and minced garlic in a pan. The yummy smell didn’t take too long for the whole room to take.“Rachmaninoff.”Rat stopped and watched the spatula fall from his grip. “Blanche.”Blanche crossed her arms and rested the side of her body on the door frame. “Oh, so now we’re saying each other’s name.”Rat turned to the fridge and Blanche heavily sighed. Blanche became worried as soon as she gave him a suitcase full of money the other day on the abandoned building.“This is going to be your payment, you could take i
"If you're going to take your girlfriend to a date, where would it be?"Ace raised his head from the book he's reading to face Slidell.It's all about having a dragon as a pet, he heard Slidell's question, but he's on the part where the dragon caught a robber sneaking in the house, and so he weighed their importance for a moment before taking the time of turning the page to read what's next.Slidell threw a cushion at him, they’re in the living area of his flat, and Ace was sitting on the seat Blanche sat in the morning, with his two feet placed on the coffee table and his nose buried in the book that he found on Slidell's shelf."What?!" Ace caught the blue square cushion that was thrown with just one hand."Who's the girlfriend your referring to?" He closed the book and sat just what Slidell want him to do, he settled forward and put placed his arm on his knee and touch his chin, giving his full attention