Fic: Losing the Scent

[eldiablito_sf]

Paris at night.  Its usual stench temporarily shrouded over by a summer mist.  Not that a little fog could make Eric Northman oblivious to the reek of humanity, with all its excrement, sweat, and the lingering yet persistent penchant for fish entrails.  Why was it you could smell fish entrails everywhere in this city?  And the Parisians themselves

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[speak_me_fair]

*cracks up laughing*

Oh God. Eric. You idiot *snickers even more*.

That was just BRILLIANT.

[eldiablito_sf]

I guess he got more than he bargained for!

Glad you enjoyed that. :D Eric would be an even BIGGER idiot if he followed through on his brilliant idea of going after Aramis because I do not foresee that going smoother :P

[speak_me_fair]

It so, so wouldn't. In fact, it might even lead him to reconsider his entire approach to things *GG*

[eldiablito_sf]

Vegetarian Vampire? :P

[speak_me_fair]

....yeah, maybe not THAT much revised *G*

[speak_me_fair]

Although, after this he DOES retire from the world for about 100 years....

[eldiablito_sf]

I did not know that! (For I have not read the books.). Does he join a Jesuit convent, per chance? :P

[speak_me_fair]

I have no idea LOL, I was just making it up as I went along and imagining what MIGHT have happened had this occurred....

Yes, my brain is a strange place. Let us go somewhere else.

[eldiablito_sf]

It sounded so convincing! LOL. Let's not go anywhere else; your brain pleases me! :D. Maybe YOU should write Eric's next adventure hee hee!

[speak_me_fair]

Oh HELL no, Eric's all yours!

(I have quite enough vampires, I thank you kindly...)

[eldiablito_sf]

Yes. MINE. ::toothy grin::