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Sex; When you get under the clothes, fade to black.
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Post by Rachel Zwingli on Mar 8, 2015 4:35:05 GMT -5
starting over again and
►►picking up all of the pieces
It wasn’t until several moments later did the ‘green’ moment click in Rachel’s mind, and she felt the color in her cheeks drain; because why did she ask that question out loud?! “No, wait, I think I know why they mentioned you were green… means you’re a greenhorn. It’s alright to start from the bottom…” she began, after coughing a bit in order to be able to clear up her throat. In any case, she then finished off the last of her waffle before extracting herself out of the chair she’d parked herself in. “Now I’m thirsty. Wait right there; I’ll be right back,” she remarked, before scanning the line of stalls and finally remembering the one stall that sold cold drinks and made a beeline towards it.
Several moments later, Rachel had returned and she was carrying several bottles of carbonated drinks; as well as a plastic bag full of ice and two cups. “Here we go, how the hell could I have forgotten about beverages…” she muttered, quickly scooping in one of the cups and then cracking one of the bottles open. After she’d poured and very nearly filled in the first glass to the brim, she then slid it across the table. Thankfully the contents didn’t spill as it came to a stop near her companion’s location. “Drink up,” she continued, gesturing to the cup, before scooping up ice in her own cup and pouring herself a serving. After several sips, she then placed the cup back down on the table and then smirked.
“Well, just try not to slug ‘em too hard in the future, okay? Sometimes they don’t take too kindly to real injuries. Some of the extras and stunt doubles I know are a bit touchy that way,” she said, before draining her cup and pouring herself another serving.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Mar 9, 2015 0:27:02 GMT -5
"... Rachel, I know what green means. What did you think green meant?" He would inquire, blinking. He thought she knew what he meant. What sick, perverted idea had Rachel gotten into her head? He would let out an exasperated sigh. Great, this just got even more embarrassing. He knew he was a bloody greenhorn. A first timer. A rookie. A Padawan. Did she really have to rub it in? Come on. Well, at least she'd brought drinks, he thought as she would return after suddenly departing for a moment, setting them down upon her return. He would smile a bit and nod in thanks, before taking a sip of the drink. Talking so much made his throat hurt, a drink was good for that.
"Yeah yeah, I'll try not to slug em again" He said, taking a breath. "Didn't plan on it anyway. At least, not unless they cause me problems" He would joke, shooting her a cheeky grin.
Post by Rachel Zwingli on Mar 10, 2015 4:09:12 GMT -5
starting over again and
►►picking up all of the pieces
“Nothing, nothing! Just don’t mind my rather perverse train of thought. I said it without thinking, oh Arceus I’m sorry for the misunderstanding,” she began, all flustered—it was the irony to end all ironies; an empath slugged by her own emotional ‘barbs’, to say the least. After she’d downed the next glass, she then reached for the plastic bag that still had some ice floating around in it and scooped up some more, before cracking the bottle open once more and pouring herself yet another serving of the cold beverage.
Once she’d taken another rather long sip, she then placed the glass down a bit harder on the table than normal, before chuckling sheepishly in his direction. “So… what do you see yourself doing, three… wait, let’s make it five years from now?” she inquired, another curious look on her face. She knew that actors’ careers only lasted as long as their popularity with the masses reigned; otherwise they’d be swept under the rug and lost in obscurity.
“I mean, you’ve got to have a back-up plan just in case things don’t work out for you on the big screen. Have… sorry if this question is rather strange, but have you tried to go into modeling?” she asked, resisting the urge to just make an outright pun aimed at his mane of hair.
“…specifically, hair modeling?” she added a few moments later, before burying her face in her cup, the better to snort away her laughter in her drink. Here’s to hoping he doesn’t clobber me for that remark… she thought with a devious glint in her eyes as she watched him, waiting for his response to her curious queries.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Mar 10, 2015 11:34:34 GMT -5
"Your... What"
He would blink. What in the world was this crazy woman going on about? What "perverse thoughts" was she having? He would raise an eyebrow, obviously confused and possibly a little bit uncomfortable. But he would let out a sigh, shrug and just continue eating. And drinking too. Regardless, it seemed obvious that she wished to move on from the subject since as quickly as her weird sayings came, they went and were replaced by questions. General questions, really. What was this, a job interview? He wasn't entirely sure, but he'd entertain her, he supposed.
"Five years from now?" He would reiterate, scratching his beard. "Uhh... I'd say still traveling, still being a Trainer and still doing what I like to do. Acting-wise... Well, who knows?" He said, with a casual shrug. "As for a backup plan... I don't really need one. I mean, if acting doesn't work out, then I'm still a Pokemon Trainer. Nothing changes, I just go back to the status quo" He said, shrugging. When she brought up the hair model thing, he would raise an eyebrow. Oh boy, not her too.
"... Y'know my friend Izumi would love you" He would remark, shaking his head as he took another bite.
Post by Rachel Zwingli on Mar 12, 2015 6:25:33 GMT -5
starting over again and
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“The problem with celebrities is that…majority of them don’t have back-up plans for the future. Sure, they can ride on the fame wave that they’ve coasted now, but what happens if they don’t win anything? If their fans find out they’ve gotten themselves tangled in a scandal?
Then their fifteen minutes in the spot light goes out. Reason why I’m askin’ if you have a plan is just to make sure you know what you’re getting into,” she began with a sagely glance at him, before pouring herself another drink and downing it in one go.
“It never hurts to always have several back-up plans in the near, foreseeable future… as a Trainer you are well-aware of that, right?” she continued, grabbing the bottle and cracking it open again, before pouring herself another serving.
Apparently the humor wasn’t lost on her, because the moment she’d mentioned the ‘hair model’ comment, who knew that he was going to react in such a manner that made him get all the more flustered?! “Wait, so this ‘Izumi’ girl already mentioned something along those lines? Well, let me be the second to point it out: you have a mane that’s worthy of a few commercials.Maybe more,” she remarked with a devious grin on her face.
“I mean, think about it, asides from acting, you can also get into modeling on the side. Helps the public get to know you…and your hair,” she added with a Chesire cat-like grin on her face as she downed another helping of the beverage that she’d been working on.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Mar 12, 2015 10:18:10 GMT -5
He would shrug. "I always saw acting as a second thing. I still want to travel, be a Pokemon Trainer. The reason I'm exploring other ventures now is because I've realized I no longer wish to challenge Gyms or Leagues. It's like I've told my friend many times. People are too serious about it, to the point where they forget what love for their Pokemon is while they force them to become roided up super fighting machines to fight for their Trainer's glory. I don't want to be like that" He explained. "Sure, part of the reason is that this fact makes me severely outclassed no matter how much I practice and train. Bu it's also because this isn't a path I want to take. It's not.. Me, you know? I love my Pokemon, I love catching as many as I can, raising and training them. It's a passion of mine. I don't care if they're big or small, considered weak or strong.... They're still Pokemon to me. I'm not the type of guy to release a just hatched baby into the wild to fend for itself just because it doesn't have the potential to be as strong as one with better genetics might be. That's cruel, and inhumane" He would explain, scratching his head. "So... I guess I just don't wanna go down that path. But what I am hoping to do is use my status as a Pokemon Trainer to pursue other ventures. When the old man brought up acting, I envisioned myself being in movies along with my Pokemon, taking that bond to a new level and using it in new ways that would only expand the bond between myself and my Pokemon" He said, scratching Lightning behind the ears as the Pikachu would let out an affectionate "Chaaaa~" in response.
"But.. If it doesn't work out, I always figured being a Trainer was my backup plan. It's what I'm doing now, and failing in acting won't stop me from going back to it. It's not a bridge I can burn" He said, smiling a bit. "But..." He began as she pushed the modelling subject. "... Alright, I'll look at the hair modelling thing" He said with a sigh.
".... Izumi's never going to let me live this down" He muttered.
Post by Rachel Zwingli on Mar 13, 2015 22:59:12 GMT -5
starting over again and
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“Your enthusiasm clearly shows in your answer, y’know that? Even if you’re not that keen on battling, them’s the kicks. I only got into raising Pokémon recently, and to be fair, I’m still having a hard time keeping my head around several at a time,” she remarked, chuckling slightly at his remark before it became a serious look with a grave nod accompanying it.
“To be fair, I can never understand myself, as to why some people love pushing their companions to the limit. Why not just let them go wild on their own instead of forcing them to do what they want them to do. I’m frankly surprised that I haven’t heard about ‘mass outbreaks’ of Pokémon going rogue against their owners yet,” she added a few moments later, before downing another glass of the drink she was working on.
As she reached for the bottle and cracked it open, she then realized that it was empty. “Oh, darn. Out of drinks,” she continued with a sheepish grin before scratching the back side of her head apologetically. “Well, it’s good to know you’d consider it at least. Also, why’d you make that strange remark about this ‘Izumi’ not going to let you leave it down? Do tell,” she added, although in the back of her mind, she could pretty much guess the answer…
Post by Josh Dragomir on Mar 15, 2015 1:21:21 GMT -5
He chuckled a bit and nodded in response. "Raising Pokemon with love and care is something I'm passionate about, Rachel. I grew up doing that. It's my life. So when I see people treating Pokemon like that... For glory, for their own gain... It stings, it hurts, just to watch, to experience from a secondhand point of view... Just to hear about it, it sickens me because I think of the Pokemon" He whispered softly, closing his eyes. "But..." He began, smirking faintly. "I know the Pokemon under my care are happy. And that makes me happy" He said. "So whatever we do together, whether it's battling, or acting... If it makes them happy, again, it makes me happy"
Then she brought up Izumi, and he would let out a sigh. "Well... Needless to say, my friend Izumi has made remarks about my hair before. Constantly brings up me looking like a shampoo model. It never ends" He said, scratching his head. "She gets a complete kick out of it. And me becoming an actual model would make sure she never lets me hear the end of it"
Post by Rachel Zwingli on Mar 16, 2015 7:55:00 GMT -5
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“Why not indulge her and do it? Show off your mane, let her get a kick out of it? I have a feeling you have a lot more tricks up your sleeve when you two banter around…” she trailed off, picking up on the devious feeling that he was emanating without realizing it and acting on it accordingly. Oh, gah. Stop! Don’t let that come out! Walter knowing about it was bad enough, but this tone too? Can it, girl, keep calm… she thought as she took a few deep breaths in order to regain control over what she was thinking of at the moment.
She could pick up on several twitches of contentment—but they weren’t coming from the human with her, they were wafting over from the big-ass flaming lizard with a burning tail and the yellow mouse-like thing that ‘was a bigger version of a friend’s ‘little tyrant’.
Rachel then stretched her hands up as high as they could go before rolling her arms around, and flexing her arms before squaring her shoulders. Once she was done with the flexing and stretching, she then looked back over to him, and then asked curiously, “Don’t you have somewhere to go to after this?” while looking at him inquiringly, before snapping her attention back to the empty cup in her hands and tipping it over.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Mar 16, 2015 13:58:12 GMT -5
"Maybe down the road. I'd have to fix it up a bit and maybe get a proper cut" He said with a laugh. "Now that I've been home a little bit more, I've had a little more time to get proper haircuts instead of growing it out to super saiyan 3 length and then cutting it myself with a pair of scissors" He would crack, chuckling. "Lemme try acting first up, how about?" He would suggest, smirking. "Better to get that squared away before I try something like modelling. I mean, what would I model for anyway? I can't just say bippity boppity boop and be picked to model for something. I'm not even that great looking compared to the dudes you see in those blasted modelling thingymabobbies. Who says I get picked for anything?" He would add, eyeing her.
He would crack his neck and noted his Pokemon with a smirk as he looked over at Rachel Zwingli when she would ask her question. "Yeah. We're doing the final cut of that scene later. I could ask if you could come with me, if you wanted to watch" He said. "After that, I need to get back to prepare for the Contest"
Post by Rachel Zwingli on Mar 19, 2015 1:40:29 GMT -5
starting over again and
►►picking up all of the pieces
She could only chuckle at his pronouncement, before a rather comical mental image popped into her head at the mention of him growing out his hair to such impossible lengths, she then couldn’t resist but laugh out loud at that point. “Hell, if you grew your hair so long, I’d give you a frying pan, a sidekick and a horse who takes no fucks if you wanted to,” she began, referencing another movie that she’d watched a few nights ago; remembering that the lead heroine had long hair so golden it was a force to be reckoned with.
“Hell, you could strangle someone with your hair if you wanted to,” she added with a bit of a smirk on her face, before pushing her chair back from the table and standing up; once he’d mentioned that he still needed to go take care of the last few scenes of where he was going to be acting as an extra.
“Well? Come on, let’s go! I want to see you slug some guys around! Then I can tell you how your acting looks on the other side of the screen,” she remarked with a sly grin on her face, waiting for her companion to stand up. “I swear, this is going to be so much fun. What’re you waiting for, let’s go! You can tell me more about that contest while we’re headed over to the set,” she added his way, before stretching her arms up into the sky, the better to get the circulation going again.
All the food was so good, she felt rather sleepy—but knew that it was bad to sleep right after eating.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Mar 19, 2015 23:06:03 GMT -5
He didn't really get the joke, unfortunately. He would shrug. "Yeah, not growing it out anymore. Beard is getting a trim too. Need to look good for that contest, and the extra thing. I figured if I looked better, I might actually have the camera on me more" He would remark with a laugh. Of course, there went the hair jokes again, and he would roll his eyes in response. Come on Rachel, anything new?
Finally, the food would be gone and Josh would return his Pokemon to their Pokeballs, besides Lightning who had fallen asleep with his face planted on the table. The blonde would let out a laugh at this sight. "Oh Lightning" He said, opening his pack and placing the Pikachu inside with his head sticking out for air. "Alright, let's go" He said as he would begin his march, with her following he knew.
Once there, things had... Gone rather well, actually. Josh had learned his lesson and was throwing better punches, enough to not knock the guy out and do a good job for a rookie extra. Perhaps there would be more in store for him later?