#scribeofgod

[ourdefiler]

               Needle slid along the grooves in the record; midst scattered clusters of last nights painting session - crumpled paper, discarded pallets and liquor bottles; splattered colors 'gainst both wall -- and the male, who sat at his desk - eyes lifting upon the strangers entry. 

      Not unusual. Luce Jones had been a famous alias ever since his artistic debut at a quaint little London museum. People often crept into the little studio he kept a little way from his home. 

                                 " -- Can I help you?"

[iamthegoodson]

hernamewaskristinmcgee started following you

thefinalxrider started following you

scribeofgod started following you

Michael surveyed the approaching beings, tilting his head to one side. A small smile appeared on his face. He recognised Death and Metatron, but the third and final newcomer was an unknown human. He raised an eyebrow at her, wondering who she was.

[xboredxasxhellxinxhellx666]

//Another Metatron started following me. 

-flails off a mountaintop-