Uriel and Micheal stood opposite each other, stating at each other for some time as silence itself broke the definite silence between them.
Micheal sighed, "So? What is it you want?"
"I want to go to Abeir Toril, I will keep your secret and report and then you help me convince the council that I should go to Abeir Toril, what so ever stunt you are trying to pull with the gods is not our concern"
"...Just that?" Micheal asked.
"Just that, see? Compared to before I didn't ask for much" Uriel said raising his eyebrows with a smirk.
"Hmm, except that you would still tell Raphael and Lashtrael about it in a hundred years time"
"We are close so we discuss this and that" Uriel said, using his hands to comb through his long blonde hair.
