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[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

"Pity my brain son and don’t speak to me of archangels. I have had my fair share of those in weeks."

"Except for yourself of course. Metatron will be taken care of, how I do not care about it anymore. Mercy is for the weak and I’m mostly out of compassion. If it didn’t hurt me, I would tear him to shreds myself."

[multimentibus]

His hands gently began to massage His scalp in response.  I am sure one of the elder siblings (code for archangels) will take care of it since I am sure they sense you will look the other way this once."  Raziel shifted around to straddle God's lap, hands shifting into his hair again to gently massage his scalp once more.

[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

"I feel like we’ve come to a point in time where no matter what I say, no one will listen. If I punish, they will not break. There is no authority in only love and destroying all of them would after a time, make me lonely. I’m three seconds from organizing a Metatron’s hunt where the winners receive some prizes. I’m bored."

[multimentibus]

"I'm fairly certain the plan you have with Michael and Gabriel will help exponentially, Father.  As for boredom and Metatron, as much as I love my brother I must agree it's probably best he get taken care of.  Gabriel may provide a proper - ah - entertaining value to such a duty."  He kept rubbing his father's shoulders as he spoke.

[multimentibus]

"How are you today, Father?"

[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

"Thinking about murder."

[multimentibus]

He didn't respond, just shifted around to begin to rub His shoulders, dispensing a kiss to the top of his head.  "What's bothering you?"

[multimentibus]

"How are you today, Father?"

[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

"The hierarchy will be sure to be dealt with.

I know how to handle my kingdom. I created it. Though this time, I have no plan to leave more than it is necessary. I found that my children work well when Father is home.”

He leaned into the touch.

[multimentibus]

He gave the deity a soft kiss.  "I know it shall.  You know my faith is unwavering, Father."  Raziel smiled at him.

[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

I’m the one in charge. And I will lead. I have no intention of giving that charge to anyone anymore.

As for Metatron, I will take care of it.

My way.

But nobody will ever hear of him again and your archive won’t possess the knowledge of what happened.

That’s the best I can do.

[multimentibus]

Father, what I meant was the hierarchy within the host has to be strong.  You are the leader but there are still others.

Of course.  I will be sure to do so, when I rebuild it.

-strokes a hand over his father's hair-

[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

I know I won’t like it, but you always have permission to speak freely, beloved.

[multimentibus]

To get real peace, Heaven must truly change.  People who can lead properly need to be in charge, and the angels must learn what free will truly means.  And I think the only way the Host will feel safe enough to change and learn, is if Metatron is dead.  I love him, he is my brother and comrade, but I feel it must be done for the greater good.

[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

Shhhhh leave me in my imaginary world and I am well, for now. I am still thinking that killing Metatron would be too merciful, but I feel the sorrow he brought unto my children’s heart.

I don’t like it.

[multimentibus]

Permission to speak freely?

[creatorxdestroyer-archive]

Maybe if I lay there without moving and while closing my eyes all the bad that happened will erased itself.

[multimentibus]

I'm not sure that would happen.  -chuckles and sits on his father-  How are you today, Father?

[ioncebrokeharlem]

"My love. It has been too long since I’ve kissed you."

[multimentibus]

"Far too long."

[multimentibus]

"I have missed you."

[heavensfledgling-blog]

"I can’t help you?" Her lips pulled down into a frown. "What do you do all the time anyways? Can’t Gabriel do it sometimes too?"

[multimentibus]

"I also help Father, little one.  And I cannot bring you with me for that.  Nor can Gabriel help with that.  You are growing up and you must know that sometimes things don't always go our way.  But what matters is how you handle them."  He told her with a smile.

[heavensfledgling-blog]

"I know." Nanette was still disappointed in the fact that he couldn’t just drop everything for her. But she understood that the rest of the angels needed help like she did. "Okay," she agreed. "But I still want to help too. I can do stuff even though I’m small."

[multimentibus]

He smiled.  "I know you can.  Gabriel will have you help, little one.  And you can be with her while she does things."

[heavensfledgling-blog]

"I’ll be good. I’ll help you." She tried to convince him. She would be a good girl. Gabriel didn’t sound so bad either. At least he said yes to her staying. Lifting her face from his neck, she asked, "Will you be gone for a long time?"

[multimentibus]

"Gabriel and I have to take care of all of you, Nanette.  I cannot simply focus on one angel over the rest.  But, Gabriel can.  Still, you will see me every day.  I promise."  He smiled gently.

[heavensfledgling-blog]

Nanette moved her head and hid her face in the crook of his neck. Shaking her head no, she mumbled that she had been lonely. “I want to be with you,” she repeated.

[multimentibus]

He hushed her softly, stroking a hand over her back.  "You can be with Gabriel and myself.  I am busy, little one, but when I cannot tend to you, Gabriel can.  I promise she is much more entertaining than I, too."  He chuckled.

[godsmostloyalson]

He smiles at the younger Archangel. “I am fine Raziel. I am happy you are doing well brother.” He was happy at least one of his siblings was not hurting in some way at the moment. 

[multimentibus]

"I don't know if I believe that you are fine, brother.  Something troubles you."  Raziel stated, watching the older Archangel.

[heavensfledgling-blog]

Nanette just went up and hugged him. She placed her face in his chest and held onto him. “I want to stay with you,” she finally said. She was happy to be with her family again but she wanted some one on one time with somebody.

[multimentibus]

Raziel stood, easily carrying her over to where he could sit down with her in his lap.  "What happened to where I put you, little one?  Are you not happy?"  He asked, tucking some of her hair back behind her ear.