<span style="font-style: italic">The man heaved a sigh from behind the cafÃ© counter of bleak amusement. A girl of whom reminded him of a women he once knew. A seductress who was beyond his admirable desire. This women was something else with her human bronze skin, and her eyes reflected just how human she was. The girl was in no fashion the dead seductress that he had almost mistaken her for. He watched her move towards a table, and swiftly took out a pen, and the ordering papers to follow her kindly to the table where another girl was sitting seeming to be impatiently awaiting her arrival. His hands instinctively ran through his sandy brown locks seeming to try to take the predator feeling that he was being stared at , away from him. Fact was there was no way in hell he could be recognized not here. It was so far away, and even further away from his seemingly endless collection of enemies now a days. <br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well it's about time!" </span>The more hyper of the two girlâ€™s spoke and he almost caught his breath for a second in surprise at how he let his mind wander out of focus. Dangerous..canâ€™t go there. His mind was not a place he wanted to go. <span style="font-weight: bold">"I've been coming off of my caffeine high for the past fifteen minutes!" </span>A cup was thrusted at him and with his quick reflexes she was lucky it didnâ€™t slip out of his hand. He caught the cup almost laughing at the idea that he co<span style="font-weight: bold">uld even be partly clumsy.</span> "I'll have a Vanilla Cappuccino with a double shot of espresso." His hands wrote it down on paper more for something to do than because he actually needed it. His memory was by far great. <span style="font-weight: bold">"...Viv...Any time now..."</span> A shove was pushed at the human girl who seemed quite and distant and yet ever so delightfully familiar. She reminded him of the smell of earth like rain on a foggy day. A lovely smell to him, and one so different..thanâ€¦than that seductress of the night. <br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Right, sorry. I'll just have a black coffee." </span>Viv seemed to shake herself out of a daze and all he could do was stare with wonder. <br/><br/>"Oh Iâ€™m sorry Iâ€™ll be on my way." His name tag showed that his name was Alexander but most shortened it to Alexâ€¦if he let them that is. A slim smile crossed his face. It wasnâ€™t possibleâ€¦and so he knew it was just a chance encounter as he made his way to the counter to make those coffees. </span><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Out of fear anger Sebastian stalked himself into the cafÃ© trying to seem casual while in reality he was fidgeting with anger, and repressed hate was it? His brother was busy filling the lovely ladies cups so he took the opportunity to go over to that girl that he had purposely bumped into. With that in mind his feet walked him over to the girlâ€™s and heaved a long sigh shoving his hands into his black hoddie pocket. "So ladies do you mind if I join you for an afternoon conversation or too." Then he turned his head towards the one he ran into. "And formally apologize for running into you dear, by paying your bill." With that said he slid into the booth hoisting himself for the reaction of his brother as he watched him head towards them, confusion in his eyes.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Sebastian." </span>Alex tried hard not to slam the two cups on table making sure that each girl got the proper cup before he glared at his brother.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Should expect you coddling up to every girl you see like sheâ€™s some sort of toy."</span>Venom dripped from his voice.<br/><br/>"Well arenâ€™t you in a lovely mood, and no I was in ordinarily paying for their drinks and whatever else due to the fact that this fair maiden next to me ,I bumped into her as clumsy as I have been in these parts." He made sure that  his brother knew he was not a man that went to brothelâ€™s or â€¦in modern day whore houses anymore. That was overrated.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Afterâ€¦" </span>His brother shook his head and muttered in a whisper that only  vampire ears could hear.<span style="font-style: italic">"Trouble brother. I am here to protect you." </span>Then he stomped off back towards the counter as if the shock of seeing his brother wasnâ€™t really a shock.<br/><br/>"Well Iâ€™m sorry ladies that seemed rudeâ€¦of me and him. Please forgive us?" He smiled weakly trying to shove his charm  towards the girls. "So anything interesting happen today?"