05-27-2014, 11:50 PM
Drayson turned slightly to look at the woman whom had spoken to him, and smiled softly at the rather insightful comment. She was right; he wasn't the type for pets. He simply hadn't the time for such things; it would be unfair to the animal, which would likely spend days at a time in the care of a house sitter or at a kennel service.
She was tall, which was something he had gotten used to living in DI. Russian women were often noted to be tall, after all. And Spanish, by her accent and complexion. One for designer contacts. Or, on closer examination, body modification surgery to permanently change her eye colour?
Coupled with what he could only assume was some sort of designer jacket; raw leather, well worked but surprisingly...real? No, on second thought he doubted the jacket was designer. It had seen too much use; it was simply too functional to be some expensive piece of clothing. Which caused him to second guess her eyes. A conscious choice to alter her eyes seemed out of place for someone that enjoyed functional, if flattering, clothes.
But, he could make no claim of being an expert on women; he'd had a few dalliances in the past, but nothing serious. Each relationship had been short; he missed too many dates due to work for any relationship to work.
He looked back to the hedgehogs, the same soft smile as he watched the spiny creatures, "Shopping for my neighbors. Their granddaughter is in town, and she has been talking about hedgehogs all week. So they've asked me to get one for them to give her as a surprise."
He cast her an amused grin; he honestly enjoyed helping people, even in something so unorthodox as this. His smile warmed slightly as he leaned a bit forward to look passed Sierra to the newly arrived Rune. Her question was met with a moment's confusion on the part of Drayson; he lived in a world of acronyms, so it took him a moment to logic out what she had meant.
"The genetically modified ones? Colorful."
The young woman certainly matched the description. He leaned in to take a closer look at the image displayed on the Wallet and nodded slightly. There were some who felt genetically modified animals were a sin and a crime, that the modification served no purpose other then for profit. But the research that created them also went towards curing disease and preventing birth defects.
An unfortunate side effect of human society was that consumer goods always drew more interest then medicine, and without producing a consumer good with the research, many such technologies never came to fruition. He stood tall again and pointed to an aquarium further along the wall, where some of the more 'exotic' exotic pets could be found.
"May I ask why you want a hedgehog? I don't know much about them."
He glanced from Sierra to Rune; he wasn't sure if Sierra was actually after a pet hedgehog or not, but she had approached him in regards to the curious creatures, and took that as a sign that she was of a common interest.
She was tall, which was something he had gotten used to living in DI. Russian women were often noted to be tall, after all. And Spanish, by her accent and complexion. One for designer contacts. Or, on closer examination, body modification surgery to permanently change her eye colour?
Coupled with what he could only assume was some sort of designer jacket; raw leather, well worked but surprisingly...real? No, on second thought he doubted the jacket was designer. It had seen too much use; it was simply too functional to be some expensive piece of clothing. Which caused him to second guess her eyes. A conscious choice to alter her eyes seemed out of place for someone that enjoyed functional, if flattering, clothes.
But, he could make no claim of being an expert on women; he'd had a few dalliances in the past, but nothing serious. Each relationship had been short; he missed too many dates due to work for any relationship to work.
He looked back to the hedgehogs, the same soft smile as he watched the spiny creatures, "Shopping for my neighbors. Their granddaughter is in town, and she has been talking about hedgehogs all week. So they've asked me to get one for them to give her as a surprise."
He cast her an amused grin; he honestly enjoyed helping people, even in something so unorthodox as this. His smile warmed slightly as he leaned a bit forward to look passed Sierra to the newly arrived Rune. Her question was met with a moment's confusion on the part of Drayson; he lived in a world of acronyms, so it took him a moment to logic out what she had meant.
"The genetically modified ones? Colorful."
The young woman certainly matched the description. He leaned in to take a closer look at the image displayed on the Wallet and nodded slightly. There were some who felt genetically modified animals were a sin and a crime, that the modification served no purpose other then for profit. But the research that created them also went towards curing disease and preventing birth defects.
An unfortunate side effect of human society was that consumer goods always drew more interest then medicine, and without producing a consumer good with the research, many such technologies never came to fruition. He stood tall again and pointed to an aquarium further along the wall, where some of the more 'exotic' exotic pets could be found.
"May I ask why you want a hedgehog? I don't know much about them."
He glanced from Sierra to Rune; he wasn't sure if Sierra was actually after a pet hedgehog or not, but she had approached him in regards to the curious creatures, and took that as a sign that she was of a common interest.