Hi Rufus! I'm sorry to spring this on you out of the blue and so last minute, but how would you feel about co-leading tomorrow's exploration with me? I could use a right hand man with your level of expertise.
Thank you, Rufus.
In the grand scheme, it would be a huge help to me if you could share the load when it comes to formulating mission plans and conducting risk assessment and management, ahead of explorations. I know you have responsibilities to the security division, as well, so please don't feel obligated. Out in the field, I need someone who can speak for me when I'm in my insect form. It's dangerous for me to be in the Riftlands in my human body. And I trust we are of the same mind.
In the grand scheme, it would be a huge help to me if you could share the load when it comes to formulating mission plans and conducting risk assessment and management, ahead of explorations. I know you have responsibilities to the security division, as well, so please don't feel obligated. Out in the field, I need someone who can speak for me when I'm in my insect form. It's dangerous for me to be in the Riftlands in my human body. And I trust we are of the same mind.
I understand. If you'd rather me look elsewhere for a co-leader, I'd be happy to do that. I've just seen what you can do out there and I've been impressed.
I would love that, if you're sure.
I would love that, if you're sure.
[the boston fire department 2003 calendar that evan gave to rory. if rufus opens to the page with a post-it sticking out, he's met with a buzzcut-having and bare-faced 26-year-old rory cheesing for the camera. apart from the turnouts barely clinging to his hips (#classic), the photo features rory and a golden retriever puppy lay in a bed of fake flowers. (sorry, the budget was tight. hence the calendar and all.)
the note reads:]
the note reads:]
For your spank bank.
xo
Mr May
[...] sorry. that wasn't supposed to be it was just a cute grief stuff. i never learned how to do it around other folks so it's easier to go hang out with myself til it passes.
whenever you're free? i missedyo y'all. was she good, i kind of gave her [...] accidental liminal uppers before i left
whenever you're free? i missed
yeah but then they go "do whatever you need to" and i'm always like "idk not being here???" cause it feels like they just want me to cry in front of them or talk about every detail or something. it gets weird.
maybe i'll live on another sad fishin trip. forever.
maybe i'll live on another sad fishin trip. forever.
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