Current timeline
<@Jean-Paul> "You're still down here? It's like three in the morning." Jean-Paul asked semi-accusingly as he stepped into one of the labs in the basement, having successfully cornered Reed. "I thought you would have been in bed by the time we all got back from the circus."
<Reed> A puff of smoke curled up from the latest Richards invention and Reed frowned at it. He looked up at JP and smiled, setting his goggles and gloves aside. "Well you know me, over working myself is in my DNA. So, how was the circus anyway?"
<@Jean-Paul> "It is, isn't it? Don't listen to your genetics too much because we're going to bed as soon as you're done with whatever's smoking here." Jean-Paul snorted and claimed one of the stools for himself. "Fantastic, made a new recruit...I about punched Eddie's nose in, though."
<Reed> "I'm going to step away from it for the night. It's really not going to get any better for me until I get away for a bit. I've at least learned that much," he sighed and started to put things away. Pausing in that a moment though he eyed the other man, "New recruits are always good but why did you almost punch Eddie. Other than the obvious that is?"
<@Jean-Paul> "He was going on about the cannibal probably being one of the circus performers and I told him he was being paranoid and he made a crack about The Brotherhood and was just an ass." Jean-Paul admitted after a bit of inner waffling on whether or not he should really bring it up to Reed. No, no secrets here.
<Reed> He watched JP hesitate and nodded. Putting the last of his project away he walked over and wrapped his arms around him, "What kind of crack? Should have kicked him. Also, what cannibal thing?"
<@Jean-Paul> "Oh just how his paranoia paid off or something like that...even though he suspected me at the time for a while there so I don't really see how hitting a target once when you just are paranoid at everything makes it sound reasoning." Jean-Paul grumbled dully but leaned against Reed.
<@Jean-Paul> "...you've missed the cannibal thing? I have got to get you out of this lab more! There's someone out there that is seriously Eating. Mutants."
<Reed> Reed blinked a few times and frowned, "Well what do they expect to accomplish with that? I mean after we're dead we're only so much meat, so it can't be for our powers."
<@Jean-Paul> Jean-Paul shook his head with a shrug. "Who knows? The world's full of crazies and I don't even want to think about the person's reasoning behind it. I seriously didn't tell you about finding the body before Christmas? I've got to stop telling you things when you've got your biohazard suit on. I think it goes to your head."
<Reed> "Hey now, it does not. I just can't hear through the suit and the sounds of Science." Capitals. "From a psychological stand point this person is probably fascinating. But seriously, what's the point."
<@Jean-Paul> "The sounds of Science must be deafening." Jean-Paul deadpanned back before shaking his head. "God only knows, but you," he paused to poke Reed's chest, "are not to be out late doing science on work and make your way back here until Mr. Lecter is found. Not on your own anyway."
<Reed> He gave him a flat look as he led him from the lab, "You're not funny." He looked down at the finger and sighed, smiling a bit at him, "Yes dear. I'll be good and take an escort."
<@Jean-Paul> "I'm hilarious." Jean-Paul insisted. "I could even be your escort service. I doubt anyone's going to be biting our ankles flying you home, after all."
<Reed> Reed rubbed his head, "Well don't go and jinx us, love. You know our luck. But I would not say no to you going everywhere with me."
<@Jean-Paul> "You say that now but tomorrow it'll all be 'JP, I'm trying to use the bathroom, why are you sitting on my sink?'" He teased though, luckily, Jean-Paul wasn't quite that clingy. "In that case I'll be your official ride."
<Reed> "If you can accept the visual and idea of the man you share a bed with using the toilet then truly the relationship will work. Life philosophy."
<@Jean-Paul> "I guess we're pretty solid then, huh?" Jean-Paul asked thoughtfully. "Good to know, isn't it?"
<Reed> "Comforting in an odd sort of way." He looked at JP and kissed the side of his head, "Come on, let's go to bed. You have a long day tomorrow."
<@Jean-Paul> Grinning, Jean-Paul leaned up and returned the kiss to Reed's temple. "Yes, I've got to deliver you to work and then I've got to get with Cecilia and plan our rally...I think I probably told that to you while you were Sciencing as well. We're doing a mutant rally so we can spread word about the murders...since you know the news is doing shit all."
<Reed> Reed nodded and frowned again, "You two be careful yourselves. I won't be held responsible for what I do if you go missing again."
<@Jean-Paul> "We'll be sure to. Between my speed and her shields we should be a powerhouse of security." He assured Reed with another kiss to the temple. "And you'll be patient with me if I randomly check in more while you're Sciencing?"
<Reed> "I try to be," he pulled him into the room, "Come on, let's get some sleep."
<@Jean-Paul> With a nod, Jean-Paul followed after him, glad to crash in his room for the night. "Sleep sounds like a good thing, despite how much cotton candy I've taken in today I'm ready to crash."
<Reed> "I hope you've brushed your teeth love."
<@Jean-Paul> "Yes, Dad, I'm all ready for bed." He promised, laughing as he shut the lab door.