forum Futuristic little red riding hood (O/O)

Started April 12, 2020 by @MusicElle-is-here

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He looked at her, shrugging. "So you take after your mother and grandmother, then." He said simply.

“I think so,” she responded, twirling a lock of hair again. “I kind of look like my mom when she was my age, except for the hair. I got that from my dad.”

He nodded a little. "Interesting. I take after my father." and he hated it. He hated that when he looked in the mirror, all he saw was the man who had raised him.

Elissa thought for a moment, remembering what Fox had told her about Dmitri’s father. Maybe she could say something that would get him to be more on her side? Of course, nothing came to mind, so she ended up saying something totally stupid. “Both of your parents must have recessive alleles then, because your hair and eyes are so light,” she babbled. Well, that could have gone much smoother.

Dmitri blinked a few times, looking at her. "…yes, I suppose that that is true." he replied slowly, unsure quite how to take that.

Elissa glanced off the side before looking back at him. “Do you have any features that you think come from your mother, like your nose or face shape or something?” What am I even talking about at this point? she wondered.

"Not really." Dmitri replied. Even if he had, he wouldn't know. He'd never met his mother; she had been gone by the time he was old enough to even remember anything.

“Oh, that’s cool,” Elissa replied. “So, um, what does she look like then?”

"I don't remember." and his father had never kept any pictures of her where he could see. All he knew was from other people's descriptions; she had been slim, dark haired, with light eyes, but not so light as his father's.

“Oh,” Elissa replied, feeling a bit bad for bringing it up. “I’m sorry.”

"It's alright." he replied with a shrug, running a hand through his blonde hair as he looked over at her.

“I’m kind of just rambling at this point, if you couldn’t tell,” Elissa added with a faint smile. “I’m not always the best conversationalist, and this is far from the usual circumstances.”

He laughed a little bit. "Yes, of course. I understand that. If you wish me to leave, I will."

“I didn’t say I wanted you to leave,” she said, unsure if she really wanted him to or not. “Just that I’m probably not great company.”

He nodded slightly. "Ah. Yes, of course." he replied, unsure what to do now.

(sorry for disappearing for like a month!)

“So, did you ever go to school?” she asked, trying to keep a conversation going.

(it's fine)

Dmitri blinked at her. "A little bit, yes. My father mostly taught me himself. I learned everything I needed to."

“So, did you ever have to learn trigonometry?” Elissa asked curiously. “I had to learn it in high school and it was a complete waste of time!”

Dmitri blinked. "Ah…no." he said slowly, not really wanting to admit that he didn't know much higher math, in all honesty.

“Lucky,” Elissa sighed. “So was it structured or just kinda…whatever?”

"I learned what was necessary." He replied with a shrug.

“Okay,” Elissa responded, trying to think of another conversation topic. “What was your favorite thing to learn about?”

"Mm. History, I suppose." Dmitri replied, adjusting the glove that covered his cybernetic hand. "And yours?"

"Science, probably," Elissa responded. "It's pretty interesting learning about the world around us, and about technology. Math was the worst, though. Ugh."

He nodded a little bit, looking at her. "Ah, I see. I never liked science all that much."

“Why not?” Elissa asked, curious. She found science fascinating, at least, when it was taught right. Most of her science teachers had been pretty good, though.

"Too complicated." He replied simply. "I didn't have the time for it."

“Oh, okay,” Elissa replied. “Fair enough, I suppose. It is pretty complicated, though that’s actually kind of what I like about it.”

He nodded slightly. "Yeah. It's just not my… preference, I suppose."

“I get that,” Elissa said. “So what was your favorite part of history to learn about, anyway?”