Who: Chris Argent and Open What: Thinking about something When: Monday evening Where: Starbucks Warnings: TBA Status: Open/On-going
Chris handled problematic news fairly well -- or as well as anybody ever could -- but there were some bits that bothered even him. A demon from Sam's world in town? Yeah, that was absolutely one of the things that bothered him. Never mind that Sam didn't think they had anything to worry about at the moment, Chris was damn well going to be worried anyway. Or at the very least, he'd damn well be concerned.
At the moment, though, he was sitting at a table in Starbucks and going back through the network to see what he could dig up on the demon. It seemed as though he'd already established a fairly vocal presence in town, though it didn't seem to be a bad one. Far as Chris was concerned, that just meant there was more to keep an eye on. He'd been in town more than long enough to know that while you could absolutely trust all sorts of supernatural creatures there, you didn't necessarily want to trust them automatically.
Old habits died hard, and suspicion was one of his oldest.
He nursed his coffee as he sat there, glancing up every so often but mostly focusing on the network. He didn't often talk, but he read it.