Everyone looked so professional. The young woman took another step inside, removing her heavy coat and beanie, revealing her much smaller frame underneath. Someone who looked like some sort of assistant came and took them from her with a small smile, one which she returned. Her attention was caught by the male voice, accusing her of being late. Leah raised an eyebrow, having not realised who had said it. “Actually,” She said, checking her watch, “I’m ten minutes ahead of the time I was told to arrive.”
The young actress looked up, finally meeting the eyes of the actor who had spoken, and she immediately felt her stomach drop. It just had to be him didn’t it. But, Leah was an actress, and a damn good one, so she hid her nerves and instead maintained her calm smile, forcing her green eyes to stay focused on his. Of course, she had heard the stories about him, who hadn’t? But she chose not to listen to rumours.
So, she stepped forward, holding out a dainty hand and tilting up her chin, her father had always taught her to look people in the eye when you shake their hand. “I’m Leah Dracul.” She stated, introducing herself properly to the actor, “Playing the part of Ophelia, it’s…wonderful to finally meet you.”
Of course, the young woman didn’t know how he would react, especially considering the nature of their first words to each other. But they would be working together, acting as characters who were supposed to love each other, Leah knew she had to find some way to get along with him if she were going to make her performance believable.
The stage was quite large, though the production was off Broadway. Due to this, she appeared quite small. As she got closer, he realized it wasn’t just the distance between them. Then again, he was practically a giant. She seemed young, younger than he at least. And as he’d only heard her name after he was cast, he figured she was a fresh-eyed, young ingenue. After she replied, he looked down at his own watch with an eyebrow raised. “Hm. So you are.” He stated, flatly.
Their eyes finally met, and though at first she seemed timid and almost frightened, she now held her ground. Admittedly, he was impressed. He knew the rumors, and there was some grain of truth in them although not much. And he knew how they flew. Many people didn’t want to work with him, and on the opposite end many directors sought him out. He took the good with the bad.
He glanced down at her hand, slowly rising from his seat (as was the proper thing to do) and looking into her eyes as best he could as he took it firmly in his own. “Kylo Ren. I will be portraying Hamlet.” The tone he now used was different from the one he’d been using only moments ago. Now, he was speaking low, soft, yet still full of purpose. To the last part, he chose not to respond.
“I like to be as precise as possible with my relationships on stage.” He let go of her hand and stood tall, towering over her as he did with most people. “We will get dinner, and get to know each other.”
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