Chris Argent (argentum) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2020-07-26 09:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, chris argent (argentum), ~2020 july, ~~sabrina spellman (s_spellman) |
Who: Chris Argent and Open
What: Grabbing lunch and working on something
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Hinkle's
Warnings: TBA
Status: Open/On-going
That week in the 80s had been a lot to deal with, but Chris was nothing if not good at managing to deal with things. Of course, sometimes "dealing with things" looked an awful lot like compartmentalizing and ignoring them, but pfft. Details, details. In this case, it was a lot easier to shove most of it aside and not thing about it too much and then focus on the issue of new volunteer Guardians.
He'd be putting the call out on Monday, but he'd wanted to spend a few days going over his notes first and figuring a few things out. Making a concrete list of who'd left, figuring out who he thought might want to step back or at least adjust their schedule, noting a couple he needed to reach out to personally. Chris took this as seriously as he took anything else, because the Moroi deserved nothing less.
Stopping to take a sip of his drink, Chris couldn't help thinking with a wry smile that if this were back in his world, what he was doing was a task that traditionally wouldn't have fallen to him. Then again, he'd become very good at defying tradition. Very, very good.