Excrucior?

[metatron_tm]

I'm feeling rather odd today. (And yes, I just know what comments that remark is prompting some pathetic uncreative little minds to ferment today, so I'll pre-empt you and tell you not to bother.) It's possibly due to the... family reunion, shall we say? After running around like a lunatic telling people what needed telling over the past few days,

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[oldestbeloved]

*amused, gives the Metatron a tentative hug*

You're chipper today. I like it.

[oldestbeloved]

Look before I leap?

[metatron_tm]

Or you'll put the cat amongst the pigeons.

[oldestbeloved]

And the fox in the henhouse.

[metatron_tm]

I do hope you didn't count the eggs...

[oldestbeloved]

I made omelets instead.

[metatron_tm]

Were you the only cook?

[oldestbeloved]

... damn. I'm out of bad cliches.

[metatron_tm]

*snorts* I have had longer. *pats him on the shoulder*

Not that I really want to be cliche King.

[oldestbeloved]

*grins* I'm sure you wouldn't. I know I don't.

[metatron_tm]

I suppose there are worse things to be.

[oldestbeloved]

Mm. There are always worse things to be.

... apropos of nothing, I hear you're to blame for Azrael's makeover?

[metatron_tm]

...Yes? Please tell me he didn't go lilac velvet already...

[oldestbeloved]

Not yet. However we had a discussion on the aesthetic value of horns.

*regrows the goat horns* He recommended these.

[metatron_tm]

Similar to the wings he assures me.

*nods to the horns* You really should talk to Baphomet about those...

[oldestbeloved]

Possibly.

He finds them attractive, which wouldn't be nearly so worrying if she didn't agree. *shakes head and disappears the horns*

And there was some mention of paisley? *smirks*