@heavensmighty liked for a starter.
Metatron’s dismissal of the angels in Heaven had provided some small benefit to Michael, the shift in Heaven meant a banishment from all God made establishments and for the first time in years he found himself on Earth.
Meeting any other angel would have been a mistake, he wasn’t in the mood or of the desire to take back Heaven. As it happened the one angel he did find he was almost certain she would share a similar opinion– and perhaps it nothing else she’d offer guidance.
“You wouldn’t still happen to be doling out that Heavenly guidance you once did, would you?” he asked, greeting her with the question and hand gesture of surrender hoping she’d understand he wasn’t there to fight.
the fall hadn’t been easy to handle. nevermind the weakened state she was left in after crashing on earth and the slow process of healing herself, she had to constantly watch over vessel’s shoulders for any vengeful angels, which apparently weren’t few.
still, out of all the encounters she could have thought of, stumbling upon michael was certainly not on top of the list ─ if it would be on said list at all. body stiffened slightly at his presence, a bit hesitant even though he showed no intention of fighting.
❛ guidance? perhaps. heavenly? i’m not entirely sure. ❜ the answer held as much honesty as she could possibly offer him, yet she couldn’t help but feel as if it would disappoint the archangel.
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