The Metatron had come in a fair while earlier. He hadn't been looking for anything in particular, really; there had just been a vague idea that, with such a varying group of... well, people, it might be a good idea to see if there was some more recent (or not so recent, given he hadn't generally taken much of a note of what other gods were up to in their religions) information around. Possibly it would also be interesting to take a look at how those who were arguing against religion were currently viewing the matter.
There had been several books on both topics. He'd taken a brief look through some, and decided that those on the latter topic were probably far too irritating for their own good, and had put them back on the shelf. The books on other religions were faring slightly better because, after all, they were there, and it was probably better to know a bit about who he might bump into than be completely unprepared.
He had hoped, though, that there wouldn't have been anyone coming in. It wasn't that he wouldn't have asked to borrow the books, just... not while he was holding them.
There was no helping it, though. Picking up a book relating more to the history of the past few centuries and placing it on top of the small pile, he moved towards the entrance of the library, entirely intending to be polite and ask if they minded terribly much if he took the books out.
The fact that it was Loki, however, threw him slightly off balance. It wasn't simply that he was one of the pantheon gods; it was also that he was, well, a god of chaos. And, rather more importantly, fire. The Metatron took a step back, towards one of the shelves. "What might you be doing here? I wouldn't have thought this quite your realm."
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There had been several books on both topics. He'd taken a brief look through some, and decided that those on the latter topic were probably far too irritating for their own good, and had put them back on the shelf. The books on other religions were faring slightly better because, after all, they were there, and it was probably better to know a bit about who he might bump into than be completely unprepared.
He had hoped, though, that there wouldn't have been anyone coming in. It wasn't that he wouldn't have asked to borrow the books, just... not while he was holding them.
There was no helping it, though. Picking up a book relating more to the history of the past few centuries and placing it on top of the small pile, he moved towards the entrance of the library, entirely intending to be polite and ask if they minded terribly much if he took the books out.
The fact that it was Loki, however, threw him slightly off balance. It wasn't simply that he was one of the pantheon gods; it was also that he was, well, a god of chaos. And, rather more importantly, fire. The Metatron took a step back, towards one of the shelves. "What might you be doing here? I wouldn't have thought this quite your realm."