forum Futuristic little red riding hood (O/O)

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

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"Mm. Just…I don't know. Different stories about the past and all that, I suppose. Old royalty." He shrugged.

“Yeah, that is pretty interesting,” Elissa agreed. “So if you weren’t in the business of kidnapping and murdering people, what do you think you’d be doing with your life?”

Dmitri laughed a little. "To tell truth? The truth, I mean? I don't know." He shook his head, blond hair falling into his icy eyes. "I really have no idea."

“Is there anything that you’d want to do?” Elissa pressed. “For your everyone’s sake I hope you have a hobby that’s not murder.”

His mouth curved faintly at that. "Murder is not one of my hobbies." He said, shaking his head.

Elissa rolled her eyes. “So not the point,” she responded. “Do you do anything that’s not illegal?”

"Yes." He said, shrugging a little bit.

“Okay, what is it?” she asked, trying to figure out something about him that wouldn’t make her angry.

"Like I said. History. And…I don't know. I don't get all that much downtime." E said with a shrug.

Elissa sighed. “I guess that’s something. I can’t tell you how to live your life, even if I am morally against literally everything you do.”

Dmitri hummed faintly. "Precisely." He replied, giving her a, well, wolfish smile.

Elissa rolled her eyes. “Doesn’t mean that I don’t hate everything you do.”

He shrugged a little. "Mm. My apologies, but I cannot change myself for you."

“I’m one person,” Elissa responded. “Gotta listen to the people telling you to murder and kidnap people because where would society be without that?” Wow, she was getting tired. When Elissa was lacking sleep, she got more argumentative and less rational with every hour.

Dmitri raised an eyebrow. "The sarcasm is not appreciated." He responded, cocking his head at her.

“And I don’t appreciate your associates murdering my grandma,” Elissa shot back. She yawned, her eyelids feeling droopy.

Dmitri shrugged faintly. "Nothing I can say will change your mind." He replied.

“That is correct.” Elissa yawned again.

Dmitri nodded. "I'll leave, since you seem to be tired." He replied.

“Okay, thanks, I guess,” Elissa said, definitely feeling tired now.

Dmitri nodded. "Mhm." He slipped out of the room.

Elissa waved a half-hearted goodbye, but her eyelids were already getting droopy. She was the type who fell asleep fairly quickly, so she sighed and went to lay down.

(okie doke!)

The next day, Elissa woke feeling groggy. This place was most exactly comfortable, and despite Dmitri’s sudden willingness to speak with her, she still didn’t like him. She had to get out of here, out of this den of murderers. Today was the day she would break out.

Fox was gone, and a new prisoner had taken his place. This prisoner looked like they didn't belong here, not anywhere near this gang.

Elissa looked up from her search for something to unlock the door to see the newcomer. She raised her eyebrows. Where had Fox gone?

“Who are you?” she asked, peering at them for a moment.