The Metatron's expression froze for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed. "There is nothing wrong with our group," he growled. He might have had his own worries, but it wouldn't do to let one of the pantheon gods know about that. "Why should she look to you? Have you always been caring of your own?"
If the god did want a fight, the Metatron was prepared. Aside from having to put the books down first, though. And not having fought or training in quite some time.
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Date: 2006-11-11 01:21 pm (UTC)If the god did want a fight, the Metatron was prepared. Aside from having to put the books down first, though. And not having fought or training in quite some time.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to change that.