It was not a case of something not feeling right this time. No. This time nothing felt right! Abandor struggled to focus his mind on the hear and now, and not dwell on the problems with this mission. He succeeded only in managing a more clinical dissection instead of his previous, more whiny mental tone. First was the matter of the Angel. Abandor'd worked with Celestial beings many times-- preferred it to mortals, truth to tell--but he knew from experience the nature of the missions ...
I been a bit busy, but I'm trying to sneak in time for some cartoons. Zedd, forgive me for I have zinned.