*oh, now this is a rare day indeed -- Meta's happy, happier than he has been in a very long time, because for once almost nothing is going wrong
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*is looking at her curiously, but doesn't know that he ought to comment on the wings* *-- so just nods slightly* I really am. And He hears you. Trust me, He does.
*peers at Meta shyly, but with the confidence that only an 11 year-old can have* Hello! I'm Max. What's your name?
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*smiles warmly at her, because he likes children* Hello. It's nice to meet you, Max. I'm the Metatron, the Voice of God.
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Are you really? *solemnly* I pray to Him every night. Do you think He hears me?
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*and decides to take take a deck of cards out of her backpack thing, wtf* Want to play cards?
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