#pheadra

Seeing that Yael was doing just fine, Abriella moved along the table, stopping before the beautiful Nephilim who resembled her sister so much that some often got them confused.  “Phaedra, it is said that you and Yael are very close as sisters and resemble each other in a plethora of ways, so it seems only fitting that you would be similar in that you are both going to have two guides to help you here in Imperium.  In her case it was their decision to work together to uniquely help her, each  in their own unique way.  In your case, the situation is slightly different. I honestly could not decide which of them would be better suited to help you, as they are so similar in personality to one another, and how I believed they would mesh with you.  Although others would disagree with this, I think that them working together is a fabulous idea, and when I discussed this with them, well they loved the idea as well.”  Brie chuckled and shook her head.  Deacon’s head dropped and he shook it as well, a groanish laugh escaping him.  Yael looked concerned about what was going on until he leaned over and whispered something in her ear, something that made her giggle. “I believe that both Thinius and Dez will be excellent in helping you discern the direction that you should be taking in the future now that you have left the angelic legion as a warrior.  Be careful, Thinius might try to recruit you for our own, which you are always welcome to join.” There was a bit of tease in Abriella’s voice as she winked at Pheadra.  She was half serious, but she had a feeling that Pheadra would be better suited for some other rolls she had discussed with both the males that would be helping her get situated in Imperium.  “Dez is also needing some help in discerning the direction that he should be taking, as he was given a role by The Source which has at times quite frustrated him and left him not sure of his place in things.  You are both starting new chapters in your life, so you will have that in common to help one another with.  I believe that you’ll both have had unique experiences that will assist you in guiding  one another as you move forward, and being supportive of the bumps that may come.  So again, like your sister, you and one of your guides will be helping each other with fresh starts.  I also think these are just the males to handle that perkiness of yours, and possibly go along with it in ways that some here may wish they didn’t.  Just do not drive everyone else too insane with the perkiness.”  Now Brie laughed outright as she gave Pheadra a cheeky wink, as did many at the table, Phaedra included who blushed.

Dez had been waiting for this; when he heard Abriella star talking to Pheadra, he’d started bouncing on his toes.  Since she had mentioned the spunky little Nephilim coming to live in Imperium he’d been looking forward to finally meeting her.  This was his do-over for what happened when Brie had come to live with them in the Nephilim Sanctuary in Chicago.  That was when he and Talon had fucked everything up due to stupid jealousy that led to a major and brutal fight.  It had been that fight that had caused so much upset and heartache in the end, for more than just Abriella.  Now he had a chance to do more, and to help healing instead of causing upset.  He and Thinnius were gonna slay this shit and have too much fun doin it with a chick that sounded cool as fuck to boot.  For him though, this was so much more and he’d even talked to Div about it, making promises that this time, this time he was going to get it right. Unlike Leandre and Deacon, neither Dez nor Thinius were in suits.  Unlike Thanases, they weren’t in their leathers either.  No, neither of those fit their personalities too much.  The boys were in hoodies and jeans when they came out of the side room together with cocky swaggers.  Both of them were grinning like fools and looked just as excited as they were.  Yes, they were gonna help Phaedra get settled in Imperium, but they were also going to have fun.  Abriella had said they were going to be three peas in a pod, and that is exactly what they were expecting to happen.  .

One plopped down on each side of her, no grand introduction or anything. No bowing or greeting her like a visiting dignitary.  “He’s Thinnius.  Don’t call him T, that’s Talon that you’ll meet in a minute, call him that and then everyone gets confused.  I call him Blondey or Chaos.”  Dez grinned.  “I’m Dez.  You’re gonna love me.  I know it.  You’re gonna love him too, just not as much.”