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Who: Metatron and George
Where: Chinese buffet
When: Easter!

What: Chillin' with the Voice of God post-jail

Easter was a good day. It had Jesus, chocolate, and putting the dogs in bunny ears, which were three of George's favorite things. But poor Metatron was apparently not having such a great time, so George figured that he ought to cheer him up. What was better for that than Chinese food?

He stopped outside of Metatron's apartment and sent him a text. 'I'm outside. -St. George'

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"Actually, he was pretty soothing, all things considered," George said contemplatively. "'Do your job and soldier on' was what I needed to hear. Oooh, they have new crab rangoon. Be right back."

[voice-of-god.insanejournal.com]

He nodded to George as he left, but stayed seated. He knew he would drift off and while he had no objections to that he didn't want to borrow more bail out of people.

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George returned with a heaping plate of food, steam rising off of it. "All right, I'm well on my way to eating most of the creatures on the land and sea. You okay?"

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He nodded, "yes. Just trying to remain seated. And feeling a little bad for suppressing. I'm not really supposed to. It's very strange."

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George smiled wryly. The situation with Metatron was weird, and it probably always would be. To have God talking out of you...

"Is He just extremely excited about the Chinese buffet?"

[voice-of-god.insanejournal.com]

He chuckled to that. "No, just you and the people around us. Some are suffering and asking for His aid. He's very keen to let them know He hears and loves them. But people tend to look at you oddly for that."

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George ducked his head and smiled, feeling a surge of affection for God and the world in general.

"Well, let's keep you distracted, then. Done anything interesting lately? Besides being the Voice of God, I mean."

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"Not really," he set his hands on the table, always enjoying just watching people. It kept him busy, at the very least. "I teach and enjoy my quiet life. What about yourself?"

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"It's been pretty quiet. Well, relatively quiet, anyway," George said, in between bites of his food. "Clio took Patrick out of the city so he wouldn't be right in the middle of the action for his feast day, and I think it did him some good. He didn't seem as hungover, anyway. Oh! We got a Corgi."

George whipped out his cellphone to show Metatron the picture. "Look at that little face."

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He shook his head to the picture, "I am not surprised. I'd get one myself but I do not think I'd be very good at being an owner. I stray too much." He smiled, "Tell him I said hello. Well two hello's for the price of one, really. Allow me to pry and ask about her. And Wrath, of course. You two are alright?"

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George nodded and used his chopsticks to herd a piece of chicken across his plate. "Yeah, we're okay. I mean, we are now. Things got kind of bad for a while after the last time Lust started trouble. She gets so worried whenever we fight, and then mad, and then mad at herself, and..." George shrugged. He wasn't sure the booth in the Chinese restaurant was the right place to bring up the long, deep scars that Wrath had carved into her own thighs.

[voice-of-god.insanejournal.com]

"Surprisingly common among relationships. Even those with different beings in them." He offered a shrug, "I may not be married anymore but I do know some things. Enough to be of some help to my brothers, at the very least."

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"Your brothers?" George tilted his head. "Angels have love lives?"

[voice-of-god.insanejournal.com]

"Sort of." It was always weird to explain. "They aren't human and are forbidden to be with them. The Nephilim caused too many problems. But they can be with others. Michael's asked me advice on that, and more recently Uriel. They wish to connect more."

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"Uriel's interested in someone?" George asked, delighted. "I bet that would make him like 10 percent less grumpy, at least."

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He had to chuckle to hat. "No. Unfortunately it's Eve which is a whole other issue. Fr him anyway. I asked him if he'd regretted not speaking to her if she'd fade tomorrow. He went and talked to her. I'm not sure about much else as he hasn't come back for more advice."

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George leaned back in the seat and tried to imagine Eve or Uriel on a date. It was confusing. "Wow, angel love lives are actually very complicated. Oh, um, speaking of Michael...do you think he's okay? He's been sort of different ever since Lucifer killed him."

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He nodded. "It is a very fine balance. They ask me, because I still understand human emotions." He sighed. "I'm not sure. I went to check up on him a little while back. I think, most of all, he misses his brother. I didn't know Lucifer before, but Michael did. I think it hurt him Lucifer could do that."

He frowned, "which is odd to hear I imagine. You've felt Lucifer's wrath and his poison. I think Michael's come to see Lucifer is truly lost." He gave a small smile, "after all, how long would you fight for your brother's George? He'll come to someone though, if he needs to talk. That and he's starting to understand humans more. He even acted very human a few months ago. He saved a mortal he's friends with, even though the mortal was in death's hands."

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"I'd fight for my brothers forever," George said, meaning it entirely. He chased a piece of rice around his plate with chopsticks. "Michael's always been a little bit more human than I think he's aware of. It's just hard to imagine Lucifer being...anything but Lucifer, I guess."

George closed his eyes and unbidden remembered Lucifer's little experiments in showing his true self to him. Vast wings and blazing heat besides unimaginable cold. He shuddered, shook his head, and forced a smile at Metatron.

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"I'm sorry to bring it up," he was. he didn't want to cause pain. If it was a more private setting he'd just let God comfort George but he didn't wish for prying eyes.

"Imagine yourself as something else I suppose." He shrugged. "Michael's troubled, but he'll come to us if he needs it. He knows he can. I think he's just mourning really. Lucifer cannot go home. Neither of them can. I guess a small part of Michael hoped for the opposite."

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"It's okay," George said, waving a hand and swallowing down bile. "It isn't your fault. It's Lucifer's fault." He took a deep breath and felt a bit more centered. "And I think it was more than just a small part. But you're right, Michael's a grown up angel, he'll ask for help if he needs it. I just wish there was something I could do."

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"Just be there for him. It's all we can ever do." he rose then, "I think I'll go fetch some food. Come find me if I wander off?"

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"Will do," George said, a more real smile on his face. "Try the crab rangoon, it's seriously good."