It’s all fun in games until a human starts a relationship with an immortal being.
"Oh, and who is this?" he asked lightly, a smile finding its way into his features as he heard the oh-so-mortal voice from the other side of the door, working out for himself who this young woman must have been. "My name is Illan, miss. I believe my sister lives here, though I can tell that she’s not home at the minute…"
He was careful; he could tell that the young woman was nervous despite wondering who he was. He didn’t want to scare the poor woman half to death in his sibling’s absence, it would have been cruel and besides, Anneliese would never have forgiven him.
"Would it be alright if I waited for her? If you’d rather me wait out here that’s perfectly fine. I wouldn’t want to invade. I’m a stranger to you after all."
"I asked you first." She countered, still peering through the peephole as if the stranger could see her petulant little frown at her own question being turned back on her. But as he continued she softened, surprise claiming her features in place of the frown as she put two and two together. Of course. Anna had mentioned a brother in passing perhaps once or twice, but it had slipped Elise’s mind until then. Still, she was a little wary even as she stepped off the chair to move it aside and unlatch the door. Immortals. Elise had come to know Anna and rarely thought of that difference any more, but to meet another that was unfamiliar to her was an entirely different story.
Pulling the door open wide enough for him to pass through, she hesitantly stepped back a pace to make space for him…all of him. Christ on a cracker, what did they put in the water where they were from? Miracle Grow? “N-no, um…no, it’s fine. Anna should be back shortly. Very shortly…” She made sure to point out, just in case. “I’m sorry, I should have known. You two look identical almost, but it’d slipped my mind that Anna had a sibling.”
He’d often appeared at seemingly random intervals at his sister’s door, though in truth she never did mind, and Illan simply thought that if he should have all the time in the world then he may as well use it as best he could. By taking his own sweet and gentle time. With the news that his little sister had found a new love, he couldn’t keep away, if only for the sake of teasing her endlessly about it. Or this new love of hers.
As the evening drew in he made his way to the residence he knew she’d claimed as of late, opting to be polite for once and knock in the mortal manner against the door, waiting patiently for an answer. Although… in true spirit of himself, he was completely tempted to simply walk on in and announce himself with a grin and a few playful taunts.
Elise was endlessly bored, having taken to holding her poor little kitten out at arm’s length and zooming him around complete with airplane noises for something to do. Thankfully, the little fur ball didn’t seem to mind and purred happily in hands despite the ridiculous display. Even in these short intervals of being without her beloved, Elise was finding it more and more difficult to keep herself entertained without the blonde beauty there. Anna had stepped out only for a short spell to…”grab some dinner”…and yet Elise was already going stir crazy.
The knock at the door, however, caught her attention and she paused with the kitten hovering mid-air as she slid a confused glance to the front door. Who would be visiting at such an hour? Tucking the kitten in the crook of one arm, she used the other to drag a chair over to the door and stand upon it to peer out the door’s peephole. (Damn living with a tall woman at times.) if she hadn’t known better she would have though it was Anna turned male standing on the stoop. But no, that certainly wasn’t a feasible conclusion. “Who is it?” She called warily through the door.
"Night, Adam!" Elise called with a pasted-on smile to the security man who let her out of the club’s backdoor with a warm grin and well-wishes for a good night and a safe walk home. Home…what a relative word. Still, she thanked him with a light nod and started down the string of alleys that led to her current residence: a run-down apartment complex a girl was letting her crash on the floor of her unit in. It was only as she was out of sight of the security guard that she let her face fall, a hand going to rub tenderly at a wicked bruise on her wrist that she’d hidden under her coat sleeve: a painful gift from a customer who didn’t understand the meaning of not touching the dancers. It was a fact of life working there, but she never quite got used to going home feeling like an attack victim every night. As she turned down another corner she heard footsteps shadowing her, keeping pace with her no matter how swiftly she sped up her movements or slowed them. With a heavy sigh, not bothering to turn and investigate, she called over her shoulder, "Look, if you’re tailing me to jump me or something just get it over with or leave, yeah? I don’t have the energy to cause a scene tonight, bud."
There’s no sense in trying to change you’re mind once you’re set on something…and besides, i’m far too excited to argue.
I should have known…but I feel bad letting you do all of that, Anna, and not letting me help. Not being able to help. But, there’s no arguing with you, is there, hm?
There are a great many places, my love, but i’m afraid I don’t have the resources for us to do so. I couldn’t pay for myself.
"I promised that I would be yours…" she began softly, considering her words before she allowed them safe passage from his lips, uncurling her fingers from around a velvet covered box, nestled in the palm of her hand. "But would you promise to be mine, my love?"
"Anna…what are you getting at—oh Christ on a cracker," Elise’s confusion at the sudden carefulness of her beloved gave way to awe as Anneliese extended the ring with the most beautiful of requests. At first all she could do was nod, her throat too tight with overwhelming emotion to be able to speak. Tears beaded in her lashes, finally releasing to fall down her cheeks as a beaming smile passed her lips. "Yes." She whispered, leaning up to kiss Anna so gently that it might have just been a brush of air, "I promise with all that I am, my dearest Anna." The words were so soft, so full of quiet joy murmured against Anna’s lips.
Eliiiiise, If you squish blackberries they’re not the same colour anymore!
Is that so, Anna Banana? Tell me then, what color do they turn?
"You are one of two things; terribly brave, or terribly drunk… but in either case… I cannot think of another I would rather be married to."
"Perhaps I should have drank before doing this…it would have made my hands stop shaking, at least." Elise said quietly, a little giddy-nervous giggle slipping past her lips as she slipped the delicate ring onto her love’s finger, placing a breath of a kiss upon her knuckles. "Thank you, Anna. Thank you for accepting me into your life, my love. And thank you for blessing me with being lucky enough to love you."