i need to U N W I N D [o]

[ADELE BENOIT]

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[atrb=style,text-align: justify; padding-bottom: 20px] I HIDE MY PAIN LIKE THE REST OF THEM, THAT'S WHY I'M ALWAYS LAUGHING. I'M TROUBLED, I'M BRILLIANT AND MISERABLE TOO THAT'S WHY I AM SO FUNNY Boredom. Such was the state of one Grim Reaper by the name of Adele Benoit, and she was not the least bit happy about it. In fact, she was starting to wonder whether one could die out of sheer boredom. In all her years as a Reaper, she had yet to witness such a thing, but she had no doubt that if it were to happen, it would definitely be fun to watch. Maybe the afflicted would suffer from excruciating pain before finally succumbing. Or maybe it would cause them to melt... "Don't be idiotic Adele, there's no way one could die out of boredom alone." she scolded herself, earning a few weird glances from the people around her, to whom she promptly smiled, as if this was the most normal thing in the world. As soon as they had returned to whatever they were doing before, she resumed her monologue. "Yes, that would be unlikely. But one could end up killing themselves because they were bored. Yes, that is possible. Stupid, but possible." The female Grim Reaper nodded, satisfied with her conclusion. "GAH! What does it matter? I'm still bored, not dying from it and most definitely not willing to ram my own scythe in my chest in hopes to end that!" She exclaimed, throwing up her hands in defeat. And this time, people were really giving her weird looks. Adele chuckled nervously. "It's... hmmm... I'm rehearsing for a play?" she tried, in hopes they would buy the lie. To her surprise, it actually worked - they still looked at her like there was something very wrong in her head, but left her alone. Grinning, she moved to a less crowded place, so as to avoid attracting more unwanted attention. "But really, why do I always get the boring ones?" she asked herself, careful enough to keep her voice down and sighed, as she pulled out the file on her latest assignment. 'Hurry up and die already' she urged as she scanned her surroundings to make sure her target was still around. Yup, there she was, enjoying her afternoon with no idea she was going to die in forty-five minutes. "Selene Laurent, you're the most boring person I've ever met" she commented to no one in particular as she re-read the file. Seriously, this girl was the picture of normal. Age twenty-two, a seamstress, had a husband and was planning on having a child. Nothing spectacular had happened in her life, nor was it supposed to happen anytime soon. "Well... no use keeping you around is there?" she added happily as she closed her file. Now, all she had to do was wait for Selene to die and be done with it. And that was precisely the problem. Waiting. She had never been too good at it, especially since nothing interesting was happening. But she had to keep an eye on her... it wouldn't be fun if she lost her, like she had done last time. Well, that had been an accident. And besides, it wasn't as if she had missed much... the guy had died anyway, as it was supposed. As it seemed that Selene wasn't leaving the place anytime soon, Adele did the only thing she could to remain inconspicuous. She climbed up a tree. Seriously, she was sick of looking like a stalker, and besides, it gave her a nice view of the place, and so if Selene were to leave, she would be able to see it. All Adele had to do now was wait. And pray she didn't fell asleep as she did that. ♣ tagged open ♣ word count six oh oh ♣ notes bleh, sucky post ♣ ♣ credits template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC ♣

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[NOEL MOREAU]

nobody gonna be a swallowed

hey now, whoa no, don't want to let it go
hang on, relax, don't want to hold you back

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"If your trying to blend into your surroundings, I don't think climbing a tree in a local park will help your cause." Adjusting his glasses, Noel Moreau crossed his arms as he looked up at his squad partner. Why did she always have to pull stunts like this? How was he supposed to do his job when he had to worry about blowing his cover? The blonde shook his head and looked away, hoping no one would notice. "Get down. Now." Noel sighed, he really grew tired of this job. Adele didn't really seem to help things either.

Being a Grim Reaper wasn't the most fabulous job in the world. Sometimes he wished he could move on like all other souls, instead of being chosen for such a weary occupation. Weren't you supposed to be at peace once you died? The afterlife was full of surprises, but for Noel's specific situation, life went on. He often thought about Cosette and his daughter, and how well they were being treated on the other side. Memories of his former life as a human were extremely hazy and hardly memorable. Everyday a little more fog is produced inside his brain, stopping him from remembering better times. Perhaps this was a good thing. A defense mechanism one could say? Feh, whatever. It was best to leave those kinds of thoughts unattended. Today his schedule was completely full, but that still doesn't stop him from making sure his partner was doing what's expected of her. Often times he'd find her up in a tree, in the bushes, somewhere completely obvious for other's to see. She was irritating and it bothered Noel she was incapable of tact. If only he could switch partners with someone else.

Running a hand through his slightly mess blonde hair, Noel tried to keep calm before losing it on the girl. "It's been busy. Especially with all these killings happening around Paris. There is no time to mess around you know." It wasn't his job to babysit, but that's what he did normal. Normally Adele would get into worse scenarios, and it took Noel's charm and quick mind to help resolve the situation. Last time he checked, constant child's care wasn't part of his job description. He wasn't an asshole by any means, he was rather fond of Adele, she just had immaturity issues. No big deal.

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[ADELE BENOIT]

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[atrb=style,text-align: justify; padding-bottom: 20px] I HIDE MY PAIN LIKE THE REST OF THEM, THAT'S WHY I'M ALWAYS LAUGHING. I'M TROUBLED, I'M BRILLIANT AND MISERABLE TOO THAT'S WHY I AM SO FUNNY Ah, perfect. She should have thought of this a while ago, it would have saved her the trouble of following Selene around like a maniac. Okay, so it wasn't exactly working the way she had planned, but it was better than having all the people thinking she was stalking the poor girl. Well, technically she was, but that was besides the point. The point was that she had found a way to keep an eye on Selene while she was mildly comfortable. She was beginning to think she should try and sketch something while she waited when a voice fluttered up to her, a voice she knew all too well. The female reaper let out a dramatic sigh, before leaning over and smiling sweetly at the older reaper. "Why hello to you too Noel dear. How are you on this fine morning? And no, I wasn't planning on blending with with anything. In case you haven't noticed, I'm wearing black and the tree is green. One would have to be colourblind not to notice me. " she commented happily, glancing again at Selene, to make sure she was still in the same place. "Get down. Now." Oh boy, here we go again. Rolling her eyes, Adele quickly proceeded to do as she was told, landing gracefully on the ground next to her partner. "You really should stop being so uptight about everything, it's bad for your health." she stated, brushing an invisible speck of dust off of her jacket. Seriously, who had thought the two of them should work as a team must have been dropped on their heads as a baby. In all fairness though, she didn't dislike Noel, he was just... too serious at times. And she had had enough seriousness in her life when she was alive, so she thought it was only fair she did have some fun now that she was dead. Of course it had took her some time to adopt this philosophy, namely the time that took for the rest of her family to die. Until then it was all about the constant begging to see them, to tell them she was okay. And it wasn't until her brother finally died that she decided to finally let go of them, and carry on with her... death. "It's been busy. Especially with all these killings happening around Paris. There is no time to mess around you know." Adele couldn't help but glare at him. Seriously, who did he think he was, acting like she was a child? "And what did it look like I was doing, uh? Cause the last time I checked I was trying to make sure that the princess of boring over there died her boring little death!" she exclaimed, pointing towards the place where Selene had just been moments ago just to find that she was no longer there. Frantically, she scanned the park in hopes to find her, but it was of no avail. 'Oh, come on! She's just a human how fast can she be?' And it had been all Noel's fault. If he hadn't distracted her, she wouldn't have lost sight of Selene. ♣ tagged noel/open ♣ word count five two six ♣ notes weird post is weird, sorry ♣ ♣ credits template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC ♣

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[NOEL MOREAU]

nobody gonna be a swallowed

hey now, whoa no, don't want to let it go
hang on, relax, don't want to hold you back

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Adele had a sarcastic wit about her, which often times got on Noel's last nerve. Today however he decided to ignore her snarky approach to the conversation. At the comment about his 'health', he couldn't help but let out a cynical chuckle. "I'm technically dead. Health's not iumportant." And it really wasn't. If someone were to kill him right now, it wouldn't matter. At least he'd be able to move on....On that note, where do grim reaper's go when they die? Noel dismissed the question and tuned into the conversation once more, apparently now Adele lost her appointment. The purple haired girl was definitely a quirky character, she had odd ways of doing her job. Climbing tree's wasn't exactly in the training.

"Lost her, huh? Pay attention." Noel adjusted his glasses and tilted his head. Since he was Adele's partner, he had no choice but to help her meet the quota assigned to the pair. He'd much rather let lady death do this on her own, but what Noel could see, she needed a little bit of assistance. "Come on." he sighed. "Let's go find her." This classy occupation required stamina and teamwork. Getting to appointments on time can sometimes be the hardest part of the job. You never know who your going to be assigned exactly. There's been a couple times Noel had to run through the streets of Paris, chasing down a man destined to die later that night. People can make the process of dying so difficult. if only they could understand that death is part of life's cycle.

Paris has changed but stayed the same. So many years have passed it has been a piece of cake to spot out the noticeable differences. The Effiel Tower was one of them, constructed specifically for the World's Fair. Never has he seen such might go into the construction of such a building; it was a beautiful sight, one that left Noel a bit hollow. Often couples would use the tower as an area of a romantic rondez-vous. It didn't bother him too much, he just felt a bit overwhelmed and lonely when near the monument. Adele didn't seem like the type to allow herself to get down, she instead just complained about how boring things are. Personally, the grim reaper didn't think life was all that unliveable. The art of reaping all intself was a pretty interesting process. Noel just didn't really care for it, any of it really.

Nodding his head, he began to walk towards the right. "Come on. She'll get further and further away if we don't start moving." he said. Eyes sharpened as he looked around at the crowd, not sensing any demons nearby. Even though upper management hasn't said anything yet, he was sure they'd be ordered to invetigate the murders, especially if they continue like this. Hopefully that would be so, because it's been awhile since Noel slashed off the head of one of hell's many monsters.

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