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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 22, 2007 12:33:16 GMT -8
Azzlyn cocked her head in a questioning glance. "Going? Where? And I predict Ella will probably go anyway... if it's gonna be fun. I wonder if she took her meds today..." Azzlyn looked around the set, watching some of the others get in places for more shoots. "It looks like some of the others still have some work to do before they go anywhere... and I think Ella told me she still has a shot to do." She glanced at Shelly. "And if you're done, shouldn't you get out of costume before going down the streets of California? You'll get us all mauled by fans."
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Post by Sorrows on Jun 25, 2007 11:31:42 GMT -8
Zane had made it back to his set by this time. Still adorned in his charred clothing, he set about for a few idle banter scenes. They would want the rest of the 'night' done before they would let him go.
Kisuke came back out from his set, his hands behind his head as he laughed embarrased. "I guess they were done with me for the night!~ I'd forgotten that my character wasn't in the next few scenes..." He walked into the group of other offset people, noting the other sets already commencing in the next shots. He lowered his voice so that it wouldn't carry and disturb the others. "Is anyone else off early? I was thinking of some Ice Cream before the Beach. It's much too hot today, especially with some of these outfits we have to wear. You would think they'd have better conditioning in here.."
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 25, 2007 11:37:05 GMT -8
Azzlyn shrugged. "I'm off early, hence the 'no white robes' thing. I'd be all for it... so you are going to the beach, is that it? Just for fun?"
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Post by Sorrows on Jun 25, 2007 11:39:46 GMT -8
"Pretty much.." Kisuke kept forgetting that everyone wasn't in the loop yet. Not that he hadn't learned by listening himself.
"Zane said something about drinks and surfing. Some late night celebration thing since we have tomorrow off. So far, just about everyone's coming."
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 25, 2007 11:42:37 GMT -8
"Good. Count me in." Yawning, the gothic woman looked about the studio. "Well, I am not waiting around here too much longer. I'm gonna go try and talk to our bipolar friend in the dressing room, and then I'll be back." She turned and went to talk to Ella, maybe to calm her down.
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Post by Thistle on Jun 25, 2007 14:20:55 GMT -8
"Well, I say we leave in five minutes. Ice cream sounds really good and I'm sick of waiting." Ali said tapping her foot impatiently. Shelly looked at the redhead in amusement and shook her head.
"Can't even wait for the others to get ready to leave?"
"Nope."
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Post by Zeffa! on Jun 25, 2007 15:36:20 GMT -8
Evan sighed, feeling very,... awkward when Ella went sobbing off into the dressing rooms.. It wasn't really his fault.. but he still felt really bad about it. He scratched his head, twisting one of the straight blue bangs around idely to give his hands something to do. "I'll probaly meet you there... If I can get Tommy into it," he remarked. "And I'm off soon anyway, just got off the shoot," he explained, motioning to his dark cloak and scythe over his back. "G'bye!" he said, regaining his chipper attitude and heading off.
Cory shrugged and looked at Ella's dressing room. "A bittersweet tradgedy, those two. I think things are going to get kind of awkward between them in the future. I hope it won't show on camera," replied the pointy-eared actor. He turned to Shelly, Kisuke, and Azzlyn. "I'll head to get some ice-cream too," he said with a grin, before turning around in a confused manner. "Umm.. did.. you perhaps see where Ky went?" indeed, the little brat was gone entirely... "Oh dear...I'll meet you there soon,"
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 25, 2007 15:41:01 GMT -8
Azzlyn came out of the dressing room with a calmed Ella, who had decided to not care about the possibility of another shot and gotten changed. Without her black and red wig, her straightened blonde hair flowed down her back, which was covered by a bright pink haltertop. She also wore tight blue jeans and white sandals. Azzlyn looked at the others. "Okay, we're ready."
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Post by Sorrows on Jun 25, 2007 15:41:33 GMT -8
"The parlor on Fifth!~" Kisuke called after Cory. Wincing when he heard a director's loud shhhhhh!!.
"The shoot's over in about a half hour or so, so I imagine we'll hit the beach in less than two. We can hang out at the parlor until then." He finished with a joyful smile. He'd actually provided something to do and people were listening to him. Maybe there was something to this outspoken thing...
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 25, 2007 15:47:13 GMT -8
Azzlyn nodded. "Okay. I talked to Ella here and she says she'll wait for Jess to get off and get changed before meeting us." Ella nodded. "Yeah. Besides, I have to tell her about the ice cream... though she still has to go home and make that cake she promised the kid." She looked about, noticing that Ky was gone, as well as his brother. "Where'd they get off to, anyway? Ah well. I'll see you all later; I'm gonna go sit by Jess's set until she's done." With that, she moved carefully past the other sets to the one where Jess, now Naburine, was fighting five orcs alone.
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Post by Sorrows on Jun 26, 2007 22:31:49 GMT -8
"So.. Azzlyn, Ali, and Shelly, you are all coming now, right? We'll meet the others at the ice cream parlor, and then head to the beach in a little while. It's only a few blocks from here, you guys want to walk or should we all carpool together in someone's car?"
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jul 2, 2007 17:32:44 GMT -8
Azzlyn shrugged. "I suppose that would be fine. Does anyone have room for us all?"
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Post by Zeffa! on Jul 4, 2007 18:02:06 GMT -8
*zoom zoom zoom* "Velcome to Olrich's Ice-cream Pahlah!" said the strong-chinned german man in a very Schuartzenegger-esque voice. "Vee haff zee following flehvahs. Chocolate, Vanilla, VENGEANCE..." a pause, before he peered around, then sheepishly continued in a hushed tone," I mean.. cookie dough.." Ky laughed at the silly cartoon for a moment, before slumping down in his seat and wriggling out of the "secure" seatbelt to bug the limo-driver. "Are we there yet?" "No sir," replied the underpaid chauffer as he turned left. "I'm hungry," whined Ky. "I'm sorry sir, it won't be another five minutes before we arrive. May I suggest exercising your patience?"
Cory would have grinned, were it not for the fact that he was going to be the misery of the party. He couldn't get anywhere to ditch Ky, and his cast members were all going to hate him for it. "You SURE you don't want to go to a movie or something? Maybe get Ebert to take you to a theme park or something?" The chauffer's head snapped toward cory, his eyes gleaming red. The Actor could almost feel the blazing inferno of his fiery gaze. "Eh.. heh.. or.. maybe.. stay home and give Ebert a break...?"
"No! I wan t'go to the beach, and if you can go, I can too! B'sides, you wouldn't wanna leave me all alone at home would you?" That last sentence sounded more like a threat to Cory than a reminder of child-safety... Cory muttered some very un-childlike words beneath his breath, jaw clenched, and faced forward in his seat.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jul 4, 2007 18:26:49 GMT -8
((Skippage, yes?!))
In the parlor, Azzlyn sat in at a high table watching the door with her dark green eyes. It was good to have those annoying cerulean contacts out... Her rocky road ice cream slowly disappeared as she waited for Ella and Jess to arrive. Particularly Ella. She was worried about that girl. Shivelle was quite different than the actress behind her, and Azzlyn did not know how exactly that blonde could control her bipolar attitude on screen... especially when doing a love scene with Evan. Where was he, anyway? The gothic woman cursed lightly as her thoughts reslted in spilled ice cream all over her mesh shirt.
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Post by Sorrows on Jul 4, 2007 22:24:13 GMT -8
Kisuke was happily working on a triple scooped waffle coned array. Each layer had an exotic and nausiating amount of colors too it, which made one wonder if it was more coloring than actually ice cream. He kept turning the cone, working at different angles where one portion would begin to drip, quickly solving the breach with a swipe of his tongue, only to move to another spot that had broken free.
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