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[ota] someday I'll fly away

It was good to be home. Or at least maybe people were of the opinion that it was good to have Addy home again, which they seemed prone to stating over and over as he walked through the hallways on his way to see Argine about coming back to work as Eileen's bodyguard. Not that he had intentions of replacing Kevin, but the poor fella seemed in despite need of a vacation.

What he hadn't expected that morning was the news that the surveillance Elisha had asked him to put on Jack Donovan was terminated as quickly as it had started. Donovan was reported dead at the scene of a crime; apparently trying to stop another member of his team from going rogue. It made for an uncomfortable conversation in the near future with the king of Clubs.

Ah well, there wasn't much he could do on that front. So still, he'd find Argine first and eventually make his way back to the King. Perhaps after unpacking his things and putting them away, and having tea with Eileen.

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Johnny had actually come out to the Clubs for once not to visit a lady friend but-...

...well, to visit their Jack. But not like that. And well, really visiting Elani the music tutor. Or more to the point, borrowing some sheet music and somehow getting roped into learning some swing music.

At least he can subject Cynric to it too.

And now he's on his way out, paper in hand, violin case slung over his back. And sidestepping Addy. "S'cuse me, sorry, man."

If someone had explained that to Addy, in the way it had just been explained...he very likely wouldn't have understood anything that Johnny had been trying to say.

"Uh...no worry." Addy said though, looking at the man oddly as he side stepped him before turning to continue on. It was only then that Addy noticed a single sheet of paper. "Dropped something, mate." He said, picking it up off the ground and holding it out to him.

If Johnny had explained it that way, it would only have been to attempt to make clear that he wasn't sleeping with Elani while she's taken. Because he only came out to borrow music. But in the process she'd talked him into possibly playing at the upcoming swing dance party. Not that it really took much talking.

And he'd only been side-stepping since he'd noticed at the last minute they were about to collide. Seemed the polite thing to do. For the paper, though, he'll reach out with his free hand to accept the dropped piece of music. "Thanks, would hate to lose it and then have to explain where it went to your Jack."

Because, you know, Elani was so intimidating.

Terribly intimidating with that smile, and waves of golden blond hair. Still, Addy quirked a bit of a smile before raising a slight brow at the other man. "She'd not be too thrilled about it, no. Might set her pup after you and all." He shrugged after a moment though, "luckily, it could probably be replaced by buy a whole new selection of sheet music."

"Probably," he agrees, "it's not actually rare or anything." But why buy music of his own if the Jack of Clubs would let him borrow this?

"She roped you into doing anything for this dance thing yet?"

"Not so much, but I've just got back. She probably hasn't had the time for it, yet."

But she might have also realized that being home finally meant he was also had a lot of things to straighten out on his end.

"I take it you've been convinced." What with the music and all.

She's quite likely at least that perceptive. Addy is more likely to get a hug than work to do.

Johnny shrugs, "it's not like it really took that much. 'Hey, you want to play some music?' and that's about it. I'm kind of easy."

In more than one respect, but particularly in this one.

"Suppose not everyone can be a stubborn hold out." He said, with a shrug.

"Being easy has it's downfalls though. No one likes a complete pushover."

"That's why you're not easy about everything. In my case it's mostly music, free drinks, and ladies."

At least he's honest about it.

"You got anything on your list or do you push back about everything?"

Just curious, not actually trying to start anything.

"I push back at anything I don't want to do. I'm a stubborn man." He said with a set in his jaw.

"Don't worry, I can be gentle about it too."

"I just want you to know how manfully I am not making any sort of reference to it being my first time and I want you to be gentle."

Except he just did. "But I promise I won't worry."

Because you know, as long as he doesn't do anything that requires Addy to bounce him out of the Castle, he should be okay, right?

"Don't get too frisky, I have a man who has already claimed marriage...." Or something. He wasn't entirely sure what Kevin had been talking about, really. But that aside...

"But good to know. I'll see you around...."

Argine, of course, will be incredibly pleased to see him back, to see him chipper, to hear he's willing to take at least a few days a week off Kevin's plate. Kevin, of course, will be moved to actually hug the other man, possibly out of overwhelmed relief and possibly out of deep abiding friend-love.

And Eileen?

Eileen will stop reading Die Cephalopoden if he comes to have tea with her. "Busy day?"

"Not as busy as it could be," Addy remarked as he found a place to sit across from the littlest Ace. "I do have to wonder what it is you do to Kevin, though...man practically asked me to marry him." It was, at least, a good-natured poke at the thirteen year old.

He could remember his teens well enough to know just what sort of trouble she'd get herself into in the coming years. Enough so that he'd decided to take the calm approach to things.

It will certainly get worse. Thankfully, between the laid back contingency and the hyper-concerned contingency, she seemed likely to survive the turmoil.

"It's nothing to do with me, Addy." Although getting him a cup of tea is. So, apparently, is smiling more and more like Elisha's habitual smirk. "I think he's just a profoundly lonely human being quite pleased to have found a suitable sort of life-mate."

Tell her she's wrong, sir.

"Oh, and you've done nothing to stress his poor lonely heart?" Addy grinned at her, and laughed a little as he accepted the tea she made for him. "Ah, well that is certainly good to know."

But that aside, he sipped at his tea before he and leaned back in his chair before he leaned a little to look at the book she was reading. "So, what's that?"

"Me? You know I'd never do such a thing."

Or, well. He knew it absolutely wasn't her own fault that she'd started turning into a proper little teenager. That she was doing her best, and that the new working order would be established soon enough.

"It's something age-appropriate." Which will be slid closer to him, open to her current place in the dense German text and colourful illustrations. "I've been slacking on my language study. D'you read a lot out of English?"

"Your idea of age-appropriate and mine are completely different I think." He said, smirking a little as he looked the book over. "And in German." For a moment, he was quite though, looking over the pictures curiously.

"I don't read much. At least not recently. Should probably do it, would make my mother happy as a clam."

Her snort is soft as she shrugs around a sip of tea. "It's hardly Strukturwandel der Öffentlichkeit: Untersuchungen zu einer Kategorie der bürgerlichen Gesellschaft."

Surely he doesn't need to understand the words themselves to understand that pictures of squids are a step up from dense political theory.

"What d'you read about, then?"

"I...see. Squid is extreme fascinating. More so when the words are in English." He said with a smirk before raised a brow at her last question. What did he read?

"Oh...user manuals mostly." He joked, in a rather serious tone. "And self-help guides. I'm not really one for novels. I spend too much time thinking how implausible it has to do."

It wasn't that she didn't agree about novels. She did, in fact. Still, he was absolutely going to get something of a look for the rest of his response.

"What about philosophy? History? That sort of thing?"

"UH....I am currently looking for suggestions." He said with a slight smile before he shifted a little.

"You aren't going to hold that against me, are you?"

"Are you going to hold it against me if I enjoy a novel someday?"

Fair and legitimate question, sir.

"Never. Not at all, and would not possibly cross my mind. Ever. At all."

He had to grin at that at least.

"D'you really promise?"

And, more importantly, did he read plays? Because that was what Eileen might have been standing up to grab down from her nearest bookshelf.

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