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[Loyola]

Hispanic blonde is waiting for her order in the restaurant. Here, on Gran Canaria she's not getting too much attention. The glass of water was emptied as woman was reading news from her home planet. New authoritarian regime seems to be established successfully and opposition is crushed. National Council is disbanded and... Fedelta party? Now what a dumb name. Come on! You could not be less creative, don't you? Enma would still prefer Hispanic name, but who they are anyway, Contari and Martelli? Those always were very pretentious pimples.

Enma keeps scrolling the news feed. New elementary schools built. National Cardamine day. Some irrelevant Bretonian music band have released a new album. Nothing else seemed to be too concerning and was just a noise, still better than yellow journalism and articles like "Guildmaster Jack Henderson got the venereal disease". She might listen to this new album, but she's quite conservative when it comes to music. Woman switched to check a local weather and moments later searched for the closest resorts. Nothing is even close to be exciting, but good enough to kill out a day or two.

Loyola sighed as her thoughts back to politics. It's funny how Contari overplayed her, even spread a message about her death. Maybe they are good at politics, but their assassins are not professional whatsoever. Loser Aquila finally have managed to get somehow important position. Of course he did, even this girl Valdez is now a colonel or something. Fascinating.

Waiter is coming closer to inform that her order will be delayed for a few minutes. Young girl with bretonian accent of somewhere around Dublin was trying to smooth out the situation by telling that Enma is the most beautiful Cretan visitor for a long awhile now. Naturally, hispanic accent here was rather associated with Corsairs. Loyola rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically, for a moment Enma wants to say something rude, but in the end just nods and making a short faked smile. Bretonian girl is smiling back and leaving again. It's not the first time people here calling Loyola a Corsair, so she's morally prepared to take that insult.

Well now what? Will try to hunt me? Enma is confused and lost, this blow was too sudden and too decisive. Is it even real? As the ruler of Malta you always expecting something like this, but when it actually happens, it's still feels sudden no matter how hard you will prepare yourself. There's nothing new in this story and she missed the moment when she could fight back efficiently. So far her main concern now would be to survive and find a safe place. Thanks to Maltese corruption she got enough of credits on her NeuralNet account, even despite the fact that she never abused her position in this way.

Some old links could also work out, this situation will clearly show how many actual friends she have got. Likely most of them will turn away because her position is lost, but Enma's hopes are always high. At this moment her fears are catching up again.

Could easily imagine them all dancing on my grave but, will they manage to succeed? I will be waiting for them and I will make sure that they will make a long way to reach me. I have my Sabre, this baby will be on my side, the ship will never betray. This have been one week since I can't sleep properly, waiting to get shot down by some rootless pleb. But Omegas are behind, there is nowhere to run anymore. Heh.

New game released by the Core attracted Loyola's attention away from melancholy. Poster is illustrating Mako-class battleship blowing up Zoner colony ship to pieces right in a front of Freeport 11, only wiring on the poster is "non-fire zone", it appears to be the name. Poster is drawn quite well, but not for Loyola, she have seen everything by herself, so no drawing will look realistic enough. The game installs relatively quickly and without any issues. Gameplay itself is based on hunting down the Zoners around Freeport 11. Game starts on a low levels with Marlin and slowly progressing with the bounties you get for killing Zoners. Enma stops playing after killing 16 Zoners and earning enough to get a bomber. It's a good fun, she might play more in time.

She also suddenly discovers that the part of her order, green tea with croissants, is already on her table. How the hell it remained unnoticed? Now, if she wants to survive another assassination attempt she better to pay more attention. Pay more attention. After sipping this tea, Enma realized that she got used to some luxury things, like a good tea. This thing that she has in her cup now is drinkable, but it's way worse than she expected. Gladly croissants are good and in a way it's compensating.

Hopefully the breakfast will help her to overcome the fears and start a new life somehow. Yes, maybe this situation is forced upon her, but it can't be that bad after all.

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