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Gugu Mbatha-Raw as Famulus
I’d never done anything on such a large scale. It’s a big futuristic studio movie, and I was excited to get involved because of the Wachowskis. I’ve always been inspired by their imagination and the scale of their productions. I got to wear prosthetics for the first time – I wore prosthetic ears. It’s a visually spectacular film.
“There is a car in the lobby of my apartment building and a wall of fire in front of the stairs and you’re giving me a lecture about how I’m nosey? What is your problem? Were you dropped on your head?”
“What is it that you expect me to say? I can’t give a full synopsis to anyone who happens to wander by; do you know how many people have claimed they were relatives just to get a better look? And I doubt this building fits full families of twenty-seven.”
Violet rolled her eyes in a way that said she was done caring. Simultaneously a bird pooped on the other woman’s head, and a car drove past splashing her with a tidal wave of muddy water. Violet escaped without a drop on her clothes, her adversary was not so lucky. Should she continue to be an annoyance, Violet was quite sure she would be unable to shake her bad luck.
Famulus unwinds the now-soiled shawl from her head with slow, careful movements, running her fingers along the node behind her ear as she does so. “What a pity,” she laments. “I did like that one.” She levels an almost pitying look at the woman. “Are you finished being childish, or would you like to continue your little tantrum?”
[to: Eula] Oh, c'mon, that’s no fun! [to: Eula] I do yours, you do mine; that’s how it should be. [to: Eula] I know that makes no sense because if I’m already dead, I can’t possibly do your tombstone. [to: Eula] Let’s pretend it does make sense. [to: Eula] A fluke? As if! [to: Eula] I’m a mortician and, in all my years of experience, I’ve never written down “kindness” as the cause of death in a single report.
[to: Ravi] Never? Not once? [to: Ravi] I may make the history books for this one, then. [to: Ravi] Oh? [to: Ravi] Well, I suppose if I can think up something for yours, you can remain in charge of mine. [to: Ravi] ... [to: Ravi] Why in the world would they hire henchmen that cause so little damage? Their aim is unbelievable.
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“There’s a tour?” he asked, in polite disbelief. The Entitled, in his experience, valued transparency in their servants, but not in themselves. “I mean, I don’t want to be any trouble. If you want me to stand in a corner for an hour or two, that’s fine.” He tugged his sleeve down again.
Her lips quirk up and her eyes narrow minutely. “No. Not on this ship, at least; although if you hold an interest in prominence architecture, you may find a suitable one aboard another of his ships.” She shakes her head. “I’m just about to make my rounds on this level. ...follow along, then, if it pleases you.”
"I just…..” She suddenly stopped, and bit her lip, lingering for a moment before beginning to cry softly.
And this gets a quirked eyebrow. “Perhaps I should leave. You do seem to be experiencing quite a bit of strain.”
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“It’s y business if there are two exploded cars outside my building.”
“Is it truly? Unless you claim ownership of either, I believe you’re just another curious bystander.”
slowly working my way through drafts, will do as many as I can; plus, a handy little thread tracker! neat!
Ricardo is going to flip when she tells him about this. “Ma’am, our decorations are set by our contracted interior designer. I have no control over that. I–our lower cost rooms have a few less items in them. We could move you to one of those?”
Her demeanor shifts, now seeming more pitying -- and perhaps, faintly amused -- than imperious.
“If that’s the extent of your ability, I suppose I’ll have to be satisfied with what I have been given. No; the other occupant will be arriving shortly, and I doubt a delay would suit him. I’m surprised this is the first complaint you’ve had on the matter.”
She cocked an eyebrow. “Advice? Whatever for? Surely you must have some idea about this.”
“Oh, he and I have discussed the matter extensively, and neither of us is clueless nor helpless in this situation; however, our knowledge combined often does not measure up to yours.”
“Can’t say I am either, my French don’ really go past ‘hello’ and 'goodbye’. Maybe the occasional 'watch it.’ ”
“I know a hair more than that, but admittedly, those are some of the few phrases I seem to use.”
‘’Attached…’’ War’s voice trailed off. He thought about her words for a moment before replying, his expression conveying false concern. ‘’And if, goodness forbid, she doesn’t survive? Then we,’’ he paused, ‘’I can proceed with this process?’’
“Oh, I would imagine so.”
And she smirks.
“Fancy that luck. Human lives are so fragile.”
“Well while I am not familiar with you music, I perform annually on various instruments in various styles at Carnegie Hall, Royal Albert Hall, the Paris Opera house, the Sydney Opera House, and even more nations have invited me, but due to my demanding schedule of charity work I Have been unable to accommodate them.” She looked upon the other woman with the most complete aristocratic disdain that could possibly be achieved. “So perhaps I should educate you on what true ignorance is.”
“Awfully sure of that, aren’t you?” The only physical response she shows is the slight curl of her lips, and the quirk of an eyebrow. “Very well, then, since you insist.”
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Gugu Mbatha-Raw as Famulus
I’d never done anything on such a large scale. It’s a big futuristic studio movie, and I was excited to get involved because of the Wachowskis. I’ve always been inspired by their imagination and the scale of their productions. I got to wear prosthetics for the first time – I wore prosthetic ears. It’s a visually spectacular film.
