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connor-xavier:
Thirty minutes. Connor had been doing cardio for only thirty minutes and he was getting way too drenched in sweat. It was embarrassing, given how he had been able to endure much longer in the past but his fatigue was starting to take a toll on him. The musky scent of summer filled his nostrils, scrunching his nose up. He took off his shirt, feeling more liberated as he did so. He was about to start again when he felt a pair of eyes trained on him. He raised an eyebrow. “What? Are you going to just stand there or are you planning to join me?”
Call it a spotch of curiosity or maybe amazement---The man’s torso was surely jacked and his shirtless appearance did not help the case at all. Nick wasn’t known to ogle but he knew an attractive person when he saw one and he wouldn’t be able to help checking them out. It was done on purpose too from his perspective, he could easily retract if the man minded his short lived stare but he guessed from the reaction that he didn’t. Nick adjusted the hem of his loose top. “I would love to, if you’d be okay with it.” He said. “I could use a work out colleague.”
fire-and-bronze:
Talia nodded, considering the man in front of her. “Thanks. And if I hate it I can always return it, right?” she asked with a giggle and a light shrug. “So, did I catch you unawares? I didn’t mean to scare you, sorry.”
“Exactly. Between you and I I’ve returned a lot of books lately. Nothing seemed interesting enough to catch my entire attention for more than just a day.” Though Nick needed to have a lot of distraction, when he had to wait during a boring and long shoot he would need to have something to keep his attention busy. He smiled. “It’s alright, I’ve just been a bit alarmed nowadays.”
alecinqueens:
Alec’s eyebrows lifted slightly when he heard the mention of a camera crew. This guy did look particularly handsome and well-built. Perhaps he was a celebrity of some kind. Alec’s years living on the street had left him rather apathetic towards television and cinema as a whole. He’d never watched much of it and he didn’t care for much of it now, except on special occasions. The man before him seemed to have several visible scars though, and Alec was pretty sure most celebrities didn’t get roughed up like that. “ ‘m great at heavy work.” Alec drawled, taking a drag from his cigarette and exhaling it before speaking again. “It’s not dangerous work or nothin’ is it? I was doin’ a construction job a few weeks back and got this.” Alec ran his hand into his hair and parted it, revealing a three inch long red scar positioned about an inch above his right ear that didn’t even look like it was finished healing yet. “I’m not lookin’ to get a matchin’ one on the other side, you know?” He met the stranger’s gaze for a moment before looking down at the sidewalk. “Ain’t tryin’ to say I’m not interested, cause I am. You just seem to have a lot of scars for someone with a camera crew, that’s all.’
Nicholas had to contemplate his thoughts---As long as he wasn’t getting himself dirty or meddling with the actual shoot, his safety would be secured. Though accidents did happen every once in awhile and the higher roles had a penchant for still giving a lot of hell to the crew in spite even if they were the ones being injured. It was just one of many cruelties of his work--The dark corners they wouldn’t want anyone else to see. “It’s not, not really. So long as you don’t mess with the stunt crew or the actors or staff then you all you should be doing is make sure the wires aren’t tangled or those tools aren’t decaying to shit.” Nick said, shrugging his broad shoulders. He narrowed his eyes when he mentioned scars, forgetting how many he'd had himself. “Oh. Those came from my previous work. I was a stuntman and actor for years but I’ve decided to switch lanes. Focus more on the latter.”
fire-and-bronze:
Talia wandered the halls of the library, considering each spine in search of something specific. It wasn’t for her thesis for once, but rather to satisfy a curiosity brought on by her work at the museum. She pulled a book off a shelf and turned to the person closest to her. “Excuse me, sorry to bother you,” she said rather quietly. “Is this one any good, do you know?”
Nick dropped loosened the book on his hand, thinking he had been caught like a deer by another fan but it turned out as if she didn’t know or heard of him. That was nice, he could use the peace. It was becoming exhausting running away from the public and made him feel less like a human. “I haven’t read that one, sorry.” He began. “You should get it, though. Maybe. I’ve heard good reviews.”
alecinqueens:
It had been a while since Alec’s stitches had been taken out and he’d cut his hair so that the part that had been shaved wasn’t so much shorter than the rest. It had taken some getting used to, but it was cooler for the summer so he didn’t mind much. He was still working at the hardware store, but things at the club had been slow. Payments for the wedding had started being sent off, and money was starting to feel tight again. He was leaning against a brownstone building on his block, cigarette pinched between his fingers when someone approached.
“Hey, good evenin’. You uh, heard of anyone hirin’ or anythin’?” He asked, glancing up into the other person’s eyes.
Needless to say it was not exactly common for Nick to waste his time around the block that wasn’t his but he had needed a fresh air this morning and his feet had guided him right to this place---A spot where the artsies went as his brand new manager had hinted. In a way it made the actor slash stuntman felt nostalgic. Before getting into the bussiness he had pictured himself doing something art-inspired. A painter, just like his father or an individual who liked capturing the briefest moments through his lens. He had turned out different though he couldn’t complain about the wealth which he had now.
Nick’s manager had advised no smoking in public policy but he couldn’t help himself. He was taking a smoke and deep inhales, watching the scenery beside him. He was startled when the guy spoke but he sounded polite enough to not alarm him. “I’m not sure. I could hook you up with one of my camera crew, if you don’t mind doing some heavy work. It’s not much, all you have to do is carry boxes and tools around.” He suggested.
detectiverennen:
Elsie could feel everyone’s eyes on her and like always, it was never for anything good. “Are you alright?” she shifted her focus to the waiter who had been frantically apologizing. Thankfully she didn’t get much on her, but it was a shame to watch some champagne go to such a waste.
Elsie felt someone beside her and looked up. As he spoke she raised a curious eyebrow. Most people in Queens would of just made a video out of it or laughed it off. Even though this man seemed to have good intentions, her anxiety started to push back. “I-” she began to decline the man, but she knew he was right. It was either stand there like an idiot, go elsewhere, or follow him. “Thank you, I really appreciate it.” She looked up at him with a smile.
Nick couldn’t blame her. He would have become as anxious if he had been put in the spotlight like this though he had learned the art of tricking himself into thinking the world around him was a static white noise even with the paparazzis around. With his flourishing reputation it became a bit harder for him to get situated to such a notion but he was trying--If he could help this girl perhaps it would give him a boost of certainity and a spike of brownie point in the public eye.
“No problem.” For a moment he had to pause, thinking he felt like he had seen her before. He ran the possibilities in his head--A fan, a fellow actors? He couldn’t quite determine it but it should not be the biggest matter as of now. “Come on.” He offered, standing up and guiding her toward his table. “Are you hurt?”
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detectiverennen:
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Name: Nicholas Houston. Age: Thirty Date of Birth: December 23rd. Zodiac: Capricon. Gender: Male. Eye color: Hazel. Hair color: Light brown. Height: 6′3″. Scars: A few on his head from surgery caused by mishaps during stunt work. Burns: A few. Over weight: No. Under weight: No.
Favourite…
Color: Blue. Hair color: Red. Eye color: Blue. Song: Zombies - The Cranberries. Movie: The Hangover. Food: Steak. Drink: Scotch. Place: Bora Bora. Ice cream flavor: Plain chocolate.
Have you…
Had sex: Yes. Had sex in public: No. Gotten pregnant: No. Kissed a boy: Yes. Kissed a girl: Yes. Gotten tattoos: Yes. Gotten piercings: Yes. Smoke or drank: Sometimes. Had a broken heart: Yes. Been in love: Yes. Needed surgery: Yes. Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Yes.
Are you…
A virgin: No. A cuddler: Yes. A kisser: No. Scared easily: No. Jealous easily: No. Trustworthy: Yes. Dominate: Yes. Submissive: No. Considered mean: No
Random questions.
Have you harmed yourself: No. Thought of suicide: No. Attempted suicide: No. Killed someone: No. Wanted to kill someone: Yes. Last text: “11 @ christos? see ya.” Drove a car: Yes. Have/had a job: Yes. Favourite soda/pop: None. Do drugs: No.
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cason-bentley:
cas decided to go have breakfast outside, a park he used to only pass by but he had seen how empty it was. he thought it would be good for him to have a quiet morning, only disturbed by a few. the twenty two years old boy sat with his legs crossed on the cold grass. he bit on his apple, glancing skyward when he noticed a pair of eyes trained on him. “i can see you staring at me. can you please not stare at me?”
What an odd feeling to be the one asked not to stare---As an actor, that was a request he often spoke to get people off his back especially the ones who claimed to be a fan but were actually just there to take and illegally sell their signed merch. He knew how uncomfortable the staring could be and felt bad for doing the exact same thing though his intent had not been ill. That was quite subjective though and he understood why this stranger would tell him to stop. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make things weird.” He said, offering a charming smile. “I’ll leave you alone.”
lennoxmcclair:
“Yeah, I know I sound like I’ve lost my marbles. Maybe even committable at this point. But I promise that my apartment might actually be haunted.” Her eyes widened to show her seriousness before letting out an exasperated sigh. “The amount of times I’ve woken up and my things are not where I usually lose them is terrifying. And last night I took a shower and my water went to burning hot! I could have been severely injured. I’m serious. Next thing I know, I’m going to wake up with a knife to my throat or blood on my mirror telling me to get out.” She nervously bit on her nails. “Maybe I should just give my apartment up. Clearly I did something to piss my ghost off. I’m open to suggestions.”
Although Nick wanted to laugh at the beginning, the actor could not help but see a display of anxiety which shut his mouth and prevented any signs of amusement to appear out of compassion. It was a serious concern. If he had been in her situation, his team would act hastily to make sure he was protected--But they were different people and he didn’t know if it was a blessing or not. He didn’t intend to offend her. “Okay---Have you tried calling anyone? Ask someone to have a sleepover or two just to make sure no strange, shady things are actually happening?” Nick asked, his eyebrow raising.
detectiverennen:
It seemed like it had been ages since Elsie had done something for herself. She was always working, eating, or asleep. Sometimes even two of those things at once. However, she promised herself today would be different. Today she would do up her hair, wear a nice dress; Hell, she even shaved.
Elsie followed the hostess to the outside portion restaurant. She walked with a confidence while mentally psyching herself up. This was it, today was going to be here day whether world was prepared for it or not. Well, that was until….
Should Nick find the disturbance gratifying?--He shouldn’t, but just a second ago he had been the centre of the attention for the recognition came down fast and heavy whenever the actor and stuntman was in the public eye. With his new project coming out next year, the hype had put his name back on the radar and it was almost implausible for the man to stay in peace. Queens had this habit of treating their celebrities differently than most of his California peers did but it did not mean they would always give him the space needed. Alas, he was grateful for the interruption but he couldn’t mask his sense of guilt for feeling like this while the woman experienced such a displeasure.
He decided he would wait a moment until things calmed down before he pushed himself off his seat--He straightened his shoulders and pull up his shades, soon appearing close. “Hey. You doing alright over there?” He asked. “Come sit with me. These people are going to keep staring if you stay here.”
Hi lovies, I just wanted to say sorry for my lack of activity. I moved flats and I had to pack, get a brand new wifi and settle everything else with my bf. I should be back here either tonight or tomorrow. Thank you for your patience, I can’t wait to return :)
It’s tough. It’s very tricky to throw a morally flexible character onto the screen and have an audience empathize. It’s always an exercise in restraint.
If you could choose three; who would you bang?
“Chris, he’s a fucking interesting and sexy dude. That awkward cop Emmett so I can see him blush and get sweaty. I don’t really have a third one, maybe one of my fellow actors. That’s good material for juicy gossip.”
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