Alan Humphries (
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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.]
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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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.]
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A first aid kit. Clever you. [He can't help but laugh]
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[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.
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Certainly.
And you like me reckless.
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[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.
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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?
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[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?
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Never.
[He takes another bite]
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[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.
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[He smiles]
And what if it is your job, and what if I'm grateful for it.
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[There was a playful little grin tugging at his lips.]
Oh? This this your way of saying thank you, Mister Slingby?
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Perhaps. But tell me more about that list. What's on it?
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[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.
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Nothing important. Tell me more about your garden that you'd like.
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[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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[He takes another bite]
Would you have any flowers?
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[But fine he'll just move bits of crepe around on his plate before answering.]
Of course flowers. All kinds of flowers. Thought I like purple, blue, and pink ones the most.
[He spears another bit of crepe looking at it thoughtfully.] I bet I could even do strawberries. [Then he's eating again.]
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I can picture tending roses.
And strawberries are delicious.
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You'll have some someday.
[Eric can't help patting his hand]
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Of course, I will.
[Lying like a liar. Great. He laughs and draws his hand away.]
Don't think saying cute things gets you out of me being slightly put out with you for not sharing.
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He puts on another carefree smile even though he's panicking, it's what he's good at.]
And what didn't I share?
[He's share anything with you, Alan.]
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[He shifted slightly in his seat.]
Frankly, I doubt you have a lame bone in your body. Then again I think some of mine are lame. I mean growing flowers? Visiting various parts of Europe? Definitely not the most adventurous.
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