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[deimos_dot_com]

after he left his brother, Dei sat and thought of who to go to first. Harm or Strife. He decides and makes his way toward Strife's temple. Upon arrial, he discovers that no one is home.

"Well hell."

He pauses a moment before moving again, using his powers to feel out where Strife might be. He walks in the direction, stops in front of a temple

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[str1fe]

He sipped from the bowl, famished for the substance of life, and was comforted by the presence of his mother. His thirst being somewhat soothed by the very liquid that would help make him anew...over a little time being that he had sustained considerable damage. Strife was so sore with pain it hurt to make the slightest budge. He made a little sound, agreeing with what momma said about sleep, speaking in her mind, "I'm so cold...I'm sorry...I've disap---" It was cut short by the sound he heard at the door and he was terrified, probably illogically, that his Uncle had come to drag him back to the wall and throw things at him. He huddled up even more then what he was and whimpered looking with eyes full of distress at Eris and glancing from her to Enyo who was on her way.

[mayhem_dot_com]

Enyo sashayed to the door with a nod and a sympathetic look to Eris, patting Strife's head affectionately as one would a favored pet's as she passed him.

Enyo sensed the familiar energy of the agitated fear god before she opened the door of course. She and Deimos had shared countless good times on the battlefield, and she was pleased he'd stopped by, though hopefully his reasons for doing so weren't tiresome.

She opened the door to the temple, draping herself languidly across the threshold, and said with an inviting smile,

"Well hello, lover. What brings you to our neck of the woods?"

[deimos_dot_com]

He grins at her pet name for him. "I need to talk to Strife, I need to ask him something. I got the feeling that he was here. May I?" He looks her over, grinning. "You look good."

[mischief_dotcom]

Eris sighed as ahe heard the voice at the door... she knew Deimos, and had flirted with him when she last saw him... but this didn't seem the time to continue such things, shame that it was. She waved a hand, producing a featherlight but warm blanket, and wrapping it around Strife's shoulders, pulling him to lean against her

Hush, cupcake...It's ok. Mummy will take care of you... I've a bed upstairs you can use, and a bath when you wake. There's someone here to see you, though. Do you want me to send him away?

[mayhem_dot_com]

"No, not at all. We don't like holes in the children, do we? Or ichor on the furniture. Though well done with the bench, poppet."

Enyo looked thoughtful. "I'm not entirely sure what to do about Strife though, love. Logically, he really should just steer clear of Concord." She arched a brow. "Nevermind the metaphor, even."

"As far as the little one's concerned..." Enyo made a face. "We aren't really going to see her, are we? Perhaps we can do some investigating on this bet instead?" she suggested brightly, warming to the possibility of finding out about a bet that had Deimos' knickers in a twist and involved Hope at the same time. "Then we'll be 'checking' on her, but we won't actually have to see any more of the children."

[mischief_dotcom]

Don't be silly... of course we're not going to see her. She's fine. Investigating sounds good... It's a shame Deimos left so quickly.. he could have offered more info, or stayed to play..

She smiled, leaning in to rest her head on her twins shoulder, fingers playing against her hip

But first... this mother thing wears me out. I need a nap... and I missed you. Come help me relax.

her head curled in, the usually passive twin nipping carefully at Enyo's neck

[mayhem_dot_com]

Enyo smiled at her sister's attention, closing her eyes. "Mmm... I missed you too, of course, poppet. And of course there's time for fact-finding a bit later..." Fond fingers slipped into blonde hair, stroking affectionately.

"Come, you've been a good mummy. We'll go upstairs for a bit to reward you."