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All Work & No Play

[Honestly, they're all exhausted - not tired but just worn out physically - after getting called all the way over here to help deal with a sudden rapid spike of missing souls which had been caused, unsurprisingly by an influx of demons. It was an odd thing and they still needed to pinpoint the origin of this matter, after all. Neither they nor the Paris Reapers could figure out what can caused an entire legion of Hells most foul to ascend on the city of lights.

Thankfully, with the five of them working pulled through just fine even if Alan was just a junior and Ronald was a rookie still.

At least the hotel was nice even if they had to bunk up; two beds to each room. At least they had adjoining rooms so if they wanted they could throw the door between the two rooms open and interact.

Alan closed the field kit he'd been using to tend even their most minor of injuries; huffing out a tired but relieved breath. His chest ached just slightly and his shoulders slumped a little bit.]

Well, that was certainly interesting if I don't say so myself. I know we've still got a few more days here in the city just to make sure things are well in hand an find answers, but what do we do for now? I mean - what do you even do in Paris?

[He turned toward his bed where a rather large suitcase was tucking the field kit away. He'd brought a few things with him. They'd put all their belongings into this singular suitcase - fresh suits, documentations they needed when they went to Paris's dispatch branch for briefings and reports, a few other odds and ends.]

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Oh. That's a good idea. Strawberry crepes sound absolutely perfect. I'm absolutely set now. Tea and strawberry crepes with cream.

[He places the menu down on the table once more.]

What about you? Are you going to get crepes too or something else?

[Eric smiles warmly.]

I'll have the same thing. It sounds perfect.

[Now that he thinks about it they've stopped for coffee or something to eat before but it'd never been anything like this. It was a date but now that he thinks about it they've kind of been on dates before, right? But this is different somehow.]

Well, that explains why you were able to think of it so quickly if it was something you already wanted. [There was a pause before he tilted his head.] I didn't take you to be the romantic café date type. You still have some surprises up you sleeve, I see.

[He blushes a moment then tries to laugh]

Oh you know, It's the closest thing. And, we'll have fun.

[He gives their order to a waiter and turns back to Alan, still grinning.]

You don't mind?

Oh? did you want something else, then? You should have ordered that.

[He rolled his eyes. Sometimes Eric is too much, too endearing.]

Why would I mind? It's kind of sweet to know you're almost as much of a sap as I am sometimes.

No, it's what I want. [He chuckles warmly]

So tell me what you think about all this? This trip... all of it.

As long as you're sure.

[Alan gave a little shrug.]

I've always wanted to come to Paris so this is the perfect excuse. Might not be too happy it's because of demons and work though but it got me here so I can't be too mad about it. I really hope we get a chance to sight see a little.

We've dealt with demons before. And I wouldn't let anything harm you.

[He feels his stomach drop and his heart ache with guilt. But he reaches out for Eric's hand over the table forcing his smile to stay in place.]

Don't be silly. I know that. You'd never let me be hurt. I'm not really worried about that - not with all of us here looking out for each other.

[He smiles again, and is bold enough to reach out and touch Alan's hand. The server brings the crapes with cream and strawberries.]

Yeah, don't be worried. Ah! Look at how good this looks, thank you!

[He smiled gently before drawing back as their food was brought. There was a soft murmur of thanks before he picked up his fork thoughtfully.]

I'm not. I know I'm well looked after. Ronald, too. If anything does happen there is an infirmary here and I do have a first aid kit for the more minor stuff.

[Using his fork, Alan cuts a bit of crepe off and spears a stray bit of strawberry before eating it and chewing thoughtfully. A look of delight and soft hum obviously making the fact that he liked it known.]

[Eric smiles at his expression]

A first aid kit. Clever you. [He can't help but laugh]

I have a feeling you're thinking of saying I worry too much.

[He motions slightly with his fork.]

And before you do, I'd like to inform you I worry the proper amount, thank you very much. Besides someone has to look after you - you're reckless sometimes.

[He smiles and chuckles]

Certainly.

And you like me reckless.

I've certainly tried everything I can to get you to be a bit less wild and reckless. Lectures don't seem to work so I've grown to accept it.

[He shrugged.]

And the non-potentially dangerous kinds of reckless aren't that bad I suppose. A little rule bending and all can't be the end of the world.

[He laughs]

Spears lectures enough. I'm immune.

And all right I'm reckless, but when did I ever get into something I couldn't get out of?

[He rolls his eyes.] You think you would listen to your boss.

[Alan huffed softly cutting the rest of his crepe into bite size bits.]

Counterpoint, When have you gotten into something and I haven't been there to help get you out of it?

[Eric chuckles and smiles]

Never.

[He takes another bite]

Someone's got to keep you out of trouble and I made that my secondary job.

[Yeah he did that. Self appointed and all that. He's eating with a little hum. Half way through he's picking up his tea and gripping it between both hands. So let's assess. He's in Paris, on a date with Eric - but is it a date date?]

You know this was a good idea.

It really was a good idea. I'm glad you agreed to it.

[He smiles]

And what if it is your job, and what if I'm grateful for it.

Maybe I was feeling just a little selfish. Don't tell Mister Spears or Grell but if I'm going to have a chance to slip off to check something off of my list of things I want to do without it causing too much of a fuss? I'm absolutely going to.

[There was a playful little grin tugging at his lips.]

Oh? This this your way of saying thank you, Mister Slingby?

[He smiles back]

Perhaps. But tell me more about that list. What's on it?

Oh. Just you know things I didn't get to do before. Somethings I've started on learning to cook for example. Oh and starting a garden. Travel a little. Silly little things like that mostly.

[Which leads him into a question that he's happily asking.]

Don't you have things you never got to do back then? There has to be at least one thing no matter how silly.

[Eric looks whistful for a moment]

Nothing important. Tell me more about your garden that you'd like.

Oh come on, there has to be something.

[There's a little pout at there so obviously being something but Eric not wanting to share.]

I might have started growing an herb garden in the kitchen of my dorm room. When I move into my own flat I'll expand to other plants. I have a list.

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