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Eric slumped onto a barstool, ordering himself another glass of whisky. He hadn’t been at the pub long, but already could feel the effects of the alcohol. His mind fuzzy, and his body swaying slightly. He tipped back the glass, taking it like a shot as he turned around to look out at the other patrons dancing and talking joyfully.
Normally he would go to the pub with his best friend, Ronald, but Ron had overtime and he had had the worst day. He woke up to find he was an hour late for work, upon getting to work, Alan cornered him, lecturing him about being late before loading his arms full of paperwork. In doing said paperwork; the reaper found that his last pen had run out of ink and he had to hunt for another one; which he found in the hands of Grell who happened to want a favor, which he reluctantly obliged, taking another stack of paperwork atop his own. Ronald had also found him, chewing him out about the new secretary who the young reaper had been trying
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Eric stepped out of the shower, using a towel to dry himself off before using it to wipe the fog from the mirror, trying to ignore his enlarged stomach that made it quite obvious that the test results the doctor had gotten was, in fact, true. He leaned in, trimming his beard and shaving the unwanted growth of facial hair. He lazily combed his hair and brushed his teeth before grabbing his shirt, pulling it on and starting to button it down, grunting in frustration once he reached his stomach, finding the buttons above were straining, and the rest would not quite reach any longer. “Fuck.” He ripped his shirt off, paying no mind to the top buttons snapping off and flying around the room as he wadded the shirt and threw it angrily to the floor. He pulled on his pants, finding them uncomfortable the way they were forced to fit under his belly, and walked out to his small bedroom, opening his wardrobe to find a possibly oversized shirt—anything to hide
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Eric groaned and rolled off the couch, grabbing his glasses. His head giving a dull throb. Not the worst hangover he’s had. This one was bearable. He looked around Ronald’s small apartment and pushed himself up. He and the younger reaper had spent the night drinking at the pub, and he had crashed at the younger’s apartment. It had been a little more than a month since his night with the demon, and he had all but forgotten it.
The reaper walked into the kitchen to start making coffee, wondering if he should try to wake his friend.
Ronald groaned tiredly, smelling coffee being brewed from the kitchen, figuring Eric had gotten up. He sighed, forcing himself to get up and drag his feet into the bathroom to freshen up.
After his refreshing shower, he got dressed, leaving his tie off and vest open as he walked into the kitchen to find his friend already enjoying his coffee. He rubbed his head, it throbbing slightly from the amount of alcohol he consumed
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William the Reaper
Grell sat in William’s dark office, clutching a book to his chest as he waited for the reaper to return. The man hardly left his office, so he had been surprised when he had found the door locked and the cold-hearted man to be nowhere within the reaper realm. Of course, breaking in had been easy. The man hadn’t locked his window.
William returned to the dispatch and returned promptly to his office. He unlocked his door, frowning when he saw Grell "How did you get in here Sutcliff?"
“Window.” The redhead said simply, standing up. “Will…we need to talk. I know Father told me not to but I can’t…handle the hurt of you not remembering anything of our childhood anymore. It seems like you blocked out everything before we started the academy.”
William sighed, mentally reminding himself to have the window lock fixed. He looked at Grell, not having any clue what he was talking about "What on earth are you rambl
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"...yeah. I'm heading back to Alan. See you tomorrow."
Eric had long since grown used to the pitying looks and ignored them all. The fight wasn't worth it any more. Not when his world was slipping away like sand sinking grain by grain by grain... There was no hope, no cure, no mention even in folklore. He still pretended to stay positive though, for Alan's sake. They had sorrows enough.
Tutting, Eric rolled his shirt sleeve back down, numb and unsurprised to find he had made the walk from his office to the new living quarters on auto-pilot again. He rarely remembered taking his blazer off either but Eric could never get used to the daily injections no matter how out of it he was. Still, at least the evening jab served as a reminder to put on a smile before Alan saw him.
Alan's health was so fragile that nowadays they lived under controlled conditions. Both of them. That fight had been worth it. It had taken Eric dropping his usual laid b
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A few of the reapers that were still bustling about at the hall looked up from the source of the desperate voice and stared at whoever that was beside them questioningly, wondering why such noise could even come from the occupant of the office. Inside said office, however, Eric did not know nor care of what was going on outside his workplace; he was only making the noise to express his annoyance in hope that it would leave him be so that he could continue working on his paperwork.
It did not work. At all.
Images of the familiar face that has been bugging him continued to pop into his mind, leaving his concentration centralized on nowhere but on the very person, and erasing the hope that he could just focus for a second on the damned papers.
Eric groaned and let himself collapse on the small stack of forms he still have to fill. It was not like Alan would be happy if he told him that he could not finish his work because he just could not stop thinking of him when h
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Ronald cursed under his breath as he walked into the dispatch building with the sheet from his bed wrapped around his waste, Quickly clocking in and walking as quickly as he could up to the floor that held the offices of his department. He had arrived quite early, which was rare for him, especially when he supported a hangover like he did that day. But he didn't want to chance too many of his coworkers to see him before he could confront his senior; Grell Sutcliff.
Ronald cursed again as he thought of the redhead, picking up his pace on his way to his office.
It had been a long night, but it was going to be an even longer day. William sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose to help ease away the headache between his eyes that had been annoyingly persistent. Quarterly performance reports just happened to coincide with monthly sundry expense approvals and part of the accounting staff had been temporarily transferred to another branch to assist with a surp
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A few days passed without any changes, Alan had went along with Eric to be checked on by the doctor, and he had been told that he was fine, but he should start going in twice a week rather than once, as things were looking like they were speeding up.
Eric groaned in his sleep. The early afternoon sun shining through his bedroom window ignored. He rolled onto his side and curled up into himself as best he could, letting out a small whimper of pain that threatened to awaken him. Though he fought it and tried to escape deeper into slumber.
Alan had been busy with work, but with Eric's absences and Will and Alan being quiet, Ronald was becoming suspicious that something was going wrong with his friend. Once his lunch break hit, the mower-bearing reaper took off back towards the residences, finding Eric's place and knocking, hoping he was home and on probation or something. "Oi, Eric! You in there?"
The sleeping reaper barely heard Ronald, and ignored him, shoving his he
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Grell had found upon awakening one morning that his back finally would let him move around without much pain. And as long as he didn't try to move what was left of his once large wingspan, he could do things normally. Hoping William wouldn't mind, The fallen angel had gotten up and bathed, the warm water making him feel relaxed, and it was nice to finally wash his long hair. He got out and used a comb he found by the sink to brush his hair before braiding it and using his mother's comb to pin it all up so it wouldn't cling to or irritate his back. He used the mirror to look at his injuries the best he could, cringing as he realized that some of the scars may always mark his pale skin.
He then had returned to William's bedroom and found a pair of black pants, slipping them on, needing a belt to hold them up. He also borrowed an off-white shirt. He then spent the day reading a book he had found. Though he did set it aside when he felt fur brush against his ankle, and he
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Doctor Knapp appeared in the Lobby a few hours later, looking drained as he talked to the nurses. The nurse that had treated William pointed over to where William was napping, and the man approached him, putting a hand lightly on the Dispatch supervisor’s shoulder, “Mister Spears, You wish to know more about your subordinate’s current condition?”
William, having fallen asleep clutching Ron's glasses, snapped awake at the sound of his name, sat up quickly and winced as the sudden movement reminded him of all his cuts and bruises.
"Yes," he said a little groggily, reading the man's name tag and identifying him as the doctor he'd been waiting for. "Yes, Dr. Knapp. What is Rona-Knox's status?"
The doctor sat down next to him, “He was in bad shape when you brought him in. We took him into surgery immediately. Not only was every bone in his body broken, some were shattered. He had damage to his internal organs, and a high amount of
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An act that holds spurious comfort
As we tend the mort.
From dawn til dusk the maudlin
Have no place among us.
We work with silent integrity,
Never wavering tenacity.
Protect the ineffable soul we must.
However, the deep night
Shows my ingenuous self
To my ostentatious red dyed love.
Despite common sense's plight
Upon my conscious, the only wealth
To my name is, for him, hidden lust.
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The next morning, Will stirred due to a sunbeam hitting his closed eyes. Everything ached, he couldn't breathe, and everything was hazy and too hot. He groaned and snuggled back into the blankets when his heart suddenly raced as his fever addled mind tried to make sense of what was going on. The sun was hitting him meaning he'd slept too late and the cows still needed to be milked, the chickens fed, water needed to be drawn...so many things and he still had contracts to draw up at the office! He tried to sit up and found he didn't have the strength, his chest hurt and he couldn't think clearly...
"...Mary..." he groaned hoping his sister would hear him and at least come help him out of bed. He lay there for a little while before feeling impatient. He would need to see the doctor again, but he couldn't very well call for him, himself. "Maryanne Catherine!" he said louder, using her whole name to get her attention as he was shaken by a painful
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William the Reaper
The evening air was damp, the promise of rain blocking the darkening sky and blotting out the stars as a man lay in the alley, facing his own death as his weak heart gave out. Glowing red eyes met his own brown gaze, and a fanged smirk appeared on the unholy creature's face.
William watched from the shadows as the man took his last shaky breath. He tensed, sensing something that shouldn't be there. He walked forward, pushing his glasses up with his scythe,
"Honestly, do you have nothing better to do than interrupt my work?"
"I am simply trying to enjoy my meal, death God." the demon hissed, crouching over the dying man's body defensively.
William readied his scythe "You are soiling the soul I am required to reap" he said "Please find somewhere else to skulk around"
“I got here first! You were late, reaper! Now it’s mine!”
William raised an eyebrow as Big Ben began to chime behind him, "I am never late, demon" he said. He pointed his scyth
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Ronald sighed, looking over his to-die list with an inner groan. He had a larger reap shortly, and he had been partnered up with William. The man had become unbearable over the past year and a half since Grell's death. The man seemed to have even less emotions. He never even got angry, signing paperwork like a well-oiled machine. It was even harder to think of him as a person, and being partnered with him was unbearable. It was a little heart-breaking to see the man so void of life. He had tried a few times to reach out to the man, but he was always turned down. He honestly didn't even know how he could help William anymore.
Reluctantly, he walked down the hall to William's office, knocking on the open door, "Sir…we have a collection together shortly down at the docks."
"I will be with you in a moment, Mr. Knox," William replied signing off on a few more reports before neatly stacking them in the outgoing box. He could tell from Ron's voice that the younger reape
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William the Reaper
The following day, Grell got up and went to work early. William couldn’t return to work. His eyes wouldn’t fade away from their bright red state, and not wanting William to be seen as a traitor, Grell went to cover William’s shift, as well as his own work and collections.
He sighed, hurrying from one collection to another, sliding to a stop when he sensed a demon near his next collection. Seeing a demon standing next to a young boy near the body of the soul he needed to collect.
“I don’t have time to play with you today, Demon, even if you are cute~” he giggled, raising his chainsaw, “Step away from that soul!”
“Sebastian, what is it?” the boy asked with a bored look on his face.
“A Death God, sir.”
“Will it hinder our investigation?”
“Most likely.” Sebastian nodded.
“Then get rid of it.”
“Yes, My Lord.” The demon bowed before charging at
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William chatted and teased Ron in his own way, but mostly just enjoyed his presence until they reached his building. He leaned against the short brick wall that lead to his stairs and felt about for his keys.
"Would you like to come up for some water so you're not stumbling drunk on your way home?" William asked with a small grin, finally fishing his keys out of his pocket.
"I think I'll take you up on that, my place is a bit of a walk." Ronald said, leaning against William when he felt his balance starting to tip.
William was actually very glad to hear it for two reasons. One: he didn't want Ron stumbling home on his own, and if he was waylaid long enough, he might just pass out. He could just ask Ron to stay the night, but it might have seemed odd because it implied certain things that he didn't necessarily mean. Two: he still didn't want to part ways yet.
He put his arm around the blond's waist to steady him as they went up the stairs.
"I think it's essentia
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He's a demon
I'm a human.
Love will never reach us.
I wish this will be.
It will never be...
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Light hits my eyes.
I open slowly.
I welcome the warmth.
Blackness is in my way.
I know who it is.
His red eyes shine.
His black tail coat is bright.
His black hair fits is head.
He gets on his knees.
He sits perfect, like a raven.
He takes my orders.
He never fails me.
He waits to feed.
That day will never come.
I'm one of him now.
He will never feed.
He will take my orders forever.
He cant leave my side.
Because of what I have become.
But, I know we will be forever.