forum Futuristic little red riding hood (O/O)

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

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Fox shrugged slightly. "I have no idea, honestly." he replied. "I really don't."

Elissa sighed. “So I guess all that we can do now is wait,” she replied, staring out of the cell window.

"Yeah, pretty much." Fox replied with a shrug. "That's really all I know how to do."

That and kill people, Elissa thought darkly, staring off into the distance. “Mmm,” she muttered out loud.

Fox sighed, leaning back in his seat. "So now we wait." he said with another shrug.

Elissa nodded. “So now we wait,” she repeated, thinking about her father. He surely would be calling the police by now, though Elissa doubted that would do her any good.

Fox nodded. "Mhm. And hey, if you're lucky, he might let you go home eventually."

“You really think so?” Elissa asked dubiously. “What if I tell someone about this? Or is everyone just too afraid of you guys to even try to hunt you down?”

He let out a laugh. "Uhm. Well. The police can't touch us, so…" he shrugged.

“I figured,” Elissa said with a shrug. “I was thinking more of like another gang or something.”

He snorted. "The other gangs can Try, I suppose." he replied, shaking hsi head.

Elissa scrunched her eyebrows in thought, wondering why her being kept here mattered. Perhaps they wanted to recruit her, or her family had ties to the gang? There was obviously a reason they killed her grandmother, so maybe that was the reason she was still there. It couldn’t be some odd fascination on the Wolf’s part, could it?

Fox closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a faint breath. "Anyway, you're perfectly safe in the cell, you know."

Elissa’s eyes snapped back over to Fox’s direction. “Safe?” She almost laughed. Her neat little room was safe. Her favorite coffee shop was safe. This cell, surrounded by all of these criminals, this was not safe. Though Elissa supposed being in here was probably safer than being on the other side of the cell door.

"Well yeah. Nobody's going to touch you in there unless Dmitri let's them." He replied with a shrug. "Safer than you'd be out there."

“I suppose you have a point,” Elissa agreed, running a hand through her hair. “I wonder what he’s planning, anyway.” She didn’t know much about the gang, and was apprehensive when thinking about it still. Well, and distressed, for obvious reasons.

Fox shrugged a little bit. "Of course I have a point. And…yeah, I don't know." He replied. "I don't really ever know what's going on in his mind."

Elissa frowned. Her stomach released a growl and she blushed, brushing a lock of dark hair behind her ear. “Well, I hope they feed us soon.”

Fox blinked. "I'm sure they will. Eventually." He replied with a shrug. "You aren't going to be starved to death, anyway."

"Well, that's a relief, I guess," Elissa responded with a laugh that sounded a bit forced. "I'd like to not starve to death. I would hope that you'd want to keep your prisoner alive."

Fox chuckled a little bit. "Mhm." He replied with a little shrug. "Don't need to worry about that."

"So," Elissa began, not really sure how to bring this up in conversation. This guy didn't seem awful when she was talking to him like this, but he was still a murderer and every part of Elissa was angry at herself for even beginning to try and get comfortable with him. "Why–" Her voice broke. "Why did you kill my grandmother?" She did her best not to cry again, making an embarrassing sniffling noise. Her words sounded angry as well this time, not merely conversational like she had been previously.

Fox blinked slowly. "I…she had connections to the old Pack. To Dmitri's father." He replied. "At least, that's what Dmitri told us."

"Oh," sighed Elissa, still a mixture of angry and sad. She wished she could say that she was completely surprised, but while Elissa had never thought her grandmother would be a part of anything like this, something had always nagged at her. Somehow Elissa had known there was more to her dear old granny than was on the surface. "I see."

Fox nodded a little. "He's wiping out he old regime, one at a time." He replied, shrugging his shoulders a little bit.