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Time: September 23, 2000
Place: The Library
Status: Private (Loki, Metatron) (Complete)
Summary: Loki is trying to avoid everybody, but with so many people in the manor it's not so easy.



He'd run out of reading material, card tricks were getting dead boring and there wasn't much going on outside his window either. The most entertaining thing that had happened today had been ordering food from room service.

Loki was beginning to regret that he'd left his oil paints in the attic, but he wasn't going up there to get them. John might be there.

The same applied to the restaurant and bar and just about everywhere in the manor. After upsetting people it was always best to disappear for a while, let grass grow over the affair.

Only this time he didn't really have anywhere to go and he couldn't change into any other shape either. It made life a lot more ... well, not really difficult, but boring.

He considered sneaking up into Uriel's room. It wasn't likely that he'd meet anybody other than his little sister there and she was safe. He'd just have to wait until it was late enough that most of the people on the third floor would have either gone out, or be asleep. Then again that meant that Uriel would most likely be asleep, because Bran needed it. Watching Uriel sleep didn't promise to be very entertaining either.

If only he had some more books to read. Those helped pass a lot more time than a quick visit, but Ezra would be in the library and he was dating Crowley so he was probably on John's side.

Ezra wouldn't be there in the night, though, would he?

He thought that over until he got too fidgety to sit around and wait and decided to check. His timing was bad, much too early to expect the inhabitants to be asleep and he promptly had to make a quick dive into the laundry cupboard when he heard voices on the stairs, but once those had passed by he managed to reach the thankfully unlocked and empty library safely.

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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."