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SITUATED carefully against a wall, as to not crush the delicately wrapped box next to her while still obstructing it from view, noelle was waiting. patiently. anxious, but patient. it had felt just a little bit soul-crushing when she hadn't been able to see éloi on his birthday - diedre needed her to watch her kids for six days while she & her husband went on some important trip, for their important jobs, with important people. nevermind that noelle literally ran a kindergarten && diedre could have just brought the kids to stay with her, a six-hour drive away. but diedre was more bulldozer than woman when she had her mind set on something. noelle had taken the time off work, missed a dear friends birthday & a book signing she’d been so excited for because no matter how old she got noelle would never be able to say no to her older sister. 

IF nothing else, she had gotten to spend time with her nephew and nieces who she didn’t see nearly enough. && she had more time to make extra sure that her gift to éloi was perfect. in the box at her side, were two collector edition books from writer he’d said was one of his favorites. one in english, one in french, bound together neatly with a ribbon. as well as a box of high quality tea noelle herself loved, and perhaps most sentimentally a framed picture of éloi, herself, caderyn &&& asce from the day they opened the kindergarten. 

AS she saw éloi approach, noelle could practically hear her heart hammering. what if he thought it was too much? if he wondered why she would put so much effort into his gift wh- “Good morning, Éloi.” her own greeting cut off her thoughts, because she couldn’t very well just watch him walk past. holding out the box, she smiled & accepted that her voice was just going to be tinted with a little fear when she continued, “Um, happy birthday. I know I’m late but, well, I hope you like it.” 

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IN basically all modern verses - noelle kind of goes through the jobs. but a running theme of books and academia definitely exists. she usually takes a while to find her True Passion which turns out to be, shocker, a journalist.  

SHE finds that as much as she loves being in libraries, that it’s not where she wants to go career-wise. noelle kind of falls in love with the truth, and being able to find that. she’s not a hard-hitting journalist, exactly, the stories she chases aren’t world-altering, they’re more informative than anything else. Noelle loves research & ends up doing a lot of pieces digging more in-depth about topics she finds interesting. 

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Her aura is made of poetry, roses, and galaxies.

hasher-iwm (via wnq-writers)

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Source.

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█ ▌✿ éloi

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éloi rosen was, especially compared to his relatives, not someone who tended to get involved in what many would call  drama.  how could he, really, if his job consisted out of diffusing tense situations? however, on this day as he sat down in his ship’s living area, he felt like he was on the best way to being called in front of his superiors who would ask him to explain what in the stars’ name he had been thinking when he had all but conscripted a hemerean surgeon. he had an excuse ready, of course, but there was no denying that the excuse was paper thin at best and would not hold up if someone would truly look at it.

( he hated the idea of hiding behind his family name, but maybe, that would be his salvation this time. )

he looked up from his hands when he heard footsteps and nearly smiled when he saw noelle, the translator who had been part of his crew for a while now. their respective roles had ensured that they had worked closely together and he liked to think that they had gotten to know each other well by now. “ noelle, ” he said as he mentioned towards a free chair nearby. “ did you find free quarters for the doctor? ”

SO far working aboard the goethe had been different than what she’d expected. there was more free time than noelle was used to, for one. back on riunov, it felt like there was never a spare moment, there was always something to be read, something to be written, a new person to show around, a new class to attend, etc. but here, they traveled quite a bit & there was only so much work to be done in a day. it’d taken some adjusting to, but noelle was actually enjoying the freedom. that didn’t mean, however, she wasn’t more than willing to take on some extra tasks - such as finding quarters for their new doctor.  

OFFERING her most reassuring smile to éloi, she nodded. “yes, she’s settling in now I believe. I tried to find something close to the medical rooms && found something suitable a few halls away.” noelle was well aware of the situation éloi was in &&& how stressful it would be, for her at least, so she was eager to do what she could to relieve some of the pressure. taking anyone from hemera was walking a thin line, but charlotte, from what noelle gathered, was definitely someone whose absence would be noticed. “is there anything else I can do to help?” 

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ya lit meme: [7/9] quotes — Clockwork Prince, Cassandra Clare

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Why can’t people just sit and read books and be nice to each other?

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seduce me with your book collection

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