Hearing, Sight, Taste, Touch, and Smell. Which would be the worst one for you to lose and why?

[metatron_tm]

I can answer this question easily

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[guardianvoyeur]

...can someone who's not an angel know what you mean by that? You know, who's never had that presence the same way?
Not in a cliche "Fallen Catholic" way. Just -- an undenyable knowledge that got lost somewhere..

Uh, please ignore aforementioned depressed ramblings. You're not a therapist.

Start over. Hello?

[metatron_tm]

*blinks* ...Well you seem to be the only one who thinks I'm not....

Yes?

[guardianvoyeur]

Well...you *aren't*, are you? If you were, that would be a completely different story.
But I didn't really get the impression that angel = therapist. I mean, messenger, yes, therapist, no. The clergy might get that part...

(And, I'm not sure what the hello was for. Conversation starter. Greeting, small talk, whatever. I guess "you're not a therapist" worked a little better in this one.)

[metatron_tm]

*rolls his eyes* And who do you think people complain to if they hear something they don't like? Messenger, yes, but I can't exactly drop a note and run either, can I.

...I had guessed as much, 'hello' rarely functions as anything else. It does, however, normally come first. In almost any language and culture.

[tommy_dagget_tm]

I miss the feeling of Him more than anything you could take from me. Awful, isn't it?

Extremely so

[metatron_tm]

*snorts* Shame there's no corrective surgery.

[jon_r_meyers]

Jon smiles softly at Metatron, but staying in a short distance to give Metatron the space he needs. Jon's eyes are warm on him, friendly and forgiving.

"You know, you *will* feel Him again... Soon, I know it, I can feel it."

[metatron_tm]

The angel can't look him in the eye, doesn't even face him full on.

"...Hopefully. Not that I deserve it."

[jon_r_meyers]

"Don't be too hard on yourself, Metatron... It'll be okay."

[metatron_tm]

The angel jus looks at him blankly. "Come Judgement day, yes."

[watcher_gman]

H-hello. *smiles hesitantly* Just wanted to thank you for the alka seltzer.

[metatron_tm]

*looks up wearily, shakes his head and snorts* Don't bother. You're welcome to it. Not need another baptism of pain relief do you?

[watcher_gman]

Oh, erm, n-no. I just...came by. I heard that you weren't feeling well.

*pulls out a small bottle of alka seltzer* I know this probably won't help with, with whatever is going on, but... *smiling wryly* ...here.

[metatron_tm]

Right that's the third time understatement of the millennia has changed hands trhis year alone, you do realise.

*looks at the bottle, shakes his head but takes it anyway* I stopped hitting the bottle a while since, but thanks. Happen to have any Letheian water?

[filchingkitten]

Puuuuurrr...

[metatron_tm]

Hello little lady.. *grins*

[filchingkitten]

*arches her back and settles down*

[metatron_tm]

*picks her up and scritches between her ears* What have you been doing lately? Keeping this place clean for my poor friend perstilence_?