Michael had managed to track down his youngest brother, it had taken more time than the archangel would like to admit. He supposed Gabriel must be good at hiding, or simply just really didn't want to be found. Either way, Michael had found him. He appeared beside the younger archangel, in what looked to be an apartment? Michael wasn't sure, but he also wasn't exactly used to most of humanity at all. “Gabriel,” Michael said slowly, hoping his brother would turn and face him. “It's been a while.” It had been more than a while, Michael had lost track of how long it had been. He longed to catch up with Gabriel, to learn how his brother was and what he had been doing lately, but it was not the time or place for pleasantries. The apocalypse was upon them and Michael hated to admit it, but he needed help. Heaven was divided, they were taking sides, thus, Michael was losing soldiers fast. “I know you must be mad at me,” Michael said. “But I need your help.” @mischiefsmessenger
