The leader seated up there seems pleased by Drake's fear and timid deference. He is not nearly so perceptive as Gabe, who always knew when Drake was putting it on. "Your birth name child. It needs to be noted in the proceedings." He says calmly. He flaps his wings and floats down off the chair, coming the stand in front of Drake. He was very tall, but thin and willowy. "I am Zephron, High councilman and angel of Records. All that has been is recorded by me." He says with a sniff. This guy is entirely full of himself.<br/><br/>"Yesterday, you arrived here with the Arch angel Gabriel in one of the most sacred areas known to heaven." He waves his hand and an image appears between them. Gabe and he are out on the ledge, over the lake, though there is no sound. From this perspective, it looked like Gabe shoved him in and then stood there looking down on his drowning form before deciding to dive in. "He cleansed you of many, many sins." It was apparent just how black the water had turned as the sins seeped out of Drake. "Why is that? What are you to him?" He asks.<br/><br/>~°~°~<br/><br/>"-bitch!" Gabe hollers as he scrambles to his feet looking absolutely livid. His anger is much colder the Michael's burning furry but no less intense. The room drops about 10 degrees.<br/><br/>"They're busy." Abbaddon says earnestly. "The Nephilim." Micheal had made finding and training the nephilim his new purpose in life and Abbaddon hadn't wanted to worry or trouble his brothers. He had never hidden his injuries before, but the situation with Kane was shifting his perspective and making him feel more lile a burden than the asset he is.<br/><br/>Michael and Reake appear almost at once and their attention is immediately divided. Michael, the warrior, heads directly toward his enraged and dangerous brother. "What happened?" He asks sternly.<br/><br/>"They summoned Drake right out from my arms. Is am going to rip their wings from their bodies and cast their souls inti the pits to be devoured." Gabe says darkly.<br/><br/>Reake, ever the healer, rushes right over to his little brother who is all bandaged and laying in his husband's arms. "What happened!?" Reake squeaks in horror. The lingering smell of infection in the room driving his worry through the roof.<br/><br/>"It's fine. I'm already tended brother." Ab insists. The guilt on his face evident.