Thread: Recovery (08-13-09 - Attn: Anyone) Posted by Anne Bowie

Ding Ding is the sound the door made as anton walked into The Coffee Haus, as he made his way to the counter he felt drawn in by the dark beauty in the corner. staring as he orders his latte, he cant help but think that she looks and feels familiar. he thinks to himself, now who could that be?. as he walks up to the dark beauty in the corner he sees that it is the woman in the pictures in cross's home. she is so beautiful he thinks to himself, "wow," he exclaims to her as he sits at the table next to her. "where on earth have you been". secretly swooning over her not believing that he has seen her in person. he lets a small curl of a smile out of the corners of his mouth.

Elise looked at the man, raising an eyebrow at his presumption. "Ummm, please don't think me rude," she said with a ghost of a smile "But who are you?"

Anton looks at the beautiful girl and says " i'm very sorry, how rude can i be?. my name is Anton DuBois. and your name miss?" gives his hand out for a shake. "is there something troubleing you?" he asks noticing her hands looks a little shaken.

"My name is Elise Cross," she answered, still unsure what to make of this strange gentleman. Elise was too private a person to go into detail about the troubling visions that had run through her dream during the day so she simply said "I suppose I did not sleep well." in answer to his question.

"really? well, Elise, im a close friend of Christian Alexander Cross. any relation?" Anton asks as he gauges her reaction to him introducing himself so sudden, "nor did i sleep well." remembering once again the disturbing sounds and music of the dream the day before. " perhaps we could keep eachother company, and discuss one anothers dreams." " may i sit with you?" anton asks another question with the feeling the strange but pretty woman was not into talking about dreams, maybe he's wrong.

"I am his daughter." Elise said her smile still only a fraction of its usual brightness. "Anton...Anton..." she said aloud to herself trying to place him in her mind. Finally it hit her, this was the Kindred that Christian referred to as her "Uncle Anton". This gentleman was, in his way, family. She looked up at him, her smile going up a few watts as she spoke "Certainly, you may join me. Though I do not believe someplace so public would be a good place to discuss odd dreams"

Anton looks at Elise with wonder as her smile continued to stun him, "so, how is it that a woman like you, is sitting alone at the coffee haus? " Antons asks as he moves over to the table with her with coffee in his left hand, "so, maybe you would like to go somewhere private soon." he says with a wry smile getting bigger as he says it. as anton thinks to himself soon, i hope, i can woo this one, her beauty is almost too much for the human eye. as he leans against the back of the chair taking a sip of his coffee.

Elise raised an eyebrow at both of his questions. She could not help but smile a bit at his exuberent if somewhat brash manner. After a moment's silence she answered him "First of all, I am alone because I know very few people in ths city as yet. Second, I've known you for all of five minutes and going somewhere alone with you is out of the question." Elise shook her head and took a sip of her now lukewarm hot chocolate before continuing "Do you always come on this strongly to women you've just met?"

"not enirely" he said with a smirk, " besides one, your pretty and you will not be a stranger long. second i didnt mean you had to right away. sorry im so forward, i just cant help it your are gorgeous to me, and i believe that we can become close friends." he says with a sort of saddening tone. "hopefully." he says before taking another drink of his latte.