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avalononline2021-06-03 03:17 pm
souls_of_roles) wrote in avalononline2021-06-03 03:17 pm
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Video; SN: Kyoko
[For those who met Natsu, this girl looks like she could be related to her, maybe. Slightly different hair shade, and with such short hair, a style change makes it look completely different. Kyokos, because it is more fluffed looks shorter. But it is more than just that. Where Natsu was all angles - jutted hip, tilted head, arched brows - Kyoko is a text book example of perfect posture, even just standing before the camera. She could have worked in a Japanese style Inn and not stood out, except for he outfit.]
But then cover-alls that blindingly pink would stand out anywhere. Stand out and burn your eyes if the screen brightness is up at all. It doesn't help that she wears a clean white shirt under it that just makes the pink pop all the more.]
"Excuse me, and I am sorry for bothering you," [she said. And her voice sounded nothing like Natus's. OR Mio's for the few who heard her talk. Really, if not for the outfit, everything about Kyoko seemed designed for being forgotten, for blending into the background. Her voice, her appearance, all of it was so normal and boring seeming that she shouldn't ever be able to grab attention. But that hot pink makes it both hard to look... and hard to look away.]
[She bowed before the camera, her eyes down.]
"I was wondering if there were any other actors here..." [She flushed a deep scarlet.] "Sorry! Any actors. I didn't mean to imply I am one yet," [she added quickly.] "I'm a new comer Talento, still. Sorry, let me start again."
[Another deep bow, then she came up and gave a sunny smile.] "I'm Kyoko from L.M.E." [Please don't ask what division.] "I was hoping to speak with any actors here. I'M just starting My studies in acting, back home, and I have some questions I was hoping someone would be able to help? I would appreciate it. Thank you."
But then cover-alls that blindingly pink would stand out anywhere. Stand out and burn your eyes if the screen brightness is up at all. It doesn't help that she wears a clean white shirt under it that just makes the pink pop all the more.]
"Excuse me, and I am sorry for bothering you," [she said. And her voice sounded nothing like Natus's. OR Mio's for the few who heard her talk. Really, if not for the outfit, everything about Kyoko seemed designed for being forgotten, for blending into the background. Her voice, her appearance, all of it was so normal and boring seeming that she shouldn't ever be able to grab attention. But that hot pink makes it both hard to look... and hard to look away.]
[She bowed before the camera, her eyes down.]
"I was wondering if there were any other actors here..." [She flushed a deep scarlet.] "Sorry! Any actors. I didn't mean to imply I am one yet," [she added quickly.] "I'm a new comer Talento, still. Sorry, let me start again."
[Another deep bow, then she came up and gave a sunny smile.] "I'm Kyoko from L.M.E." [Please don't ask what division.] "I was hoping to speak with any actors here. I'M just starting My studies in acting, back home, and I have some questions I was hoping someone would be able to help? I would appreciate it. Thank you."
video; un: saxitup
[Even more so in the future, if his future laptop is to be believed.]
I can try answering questions, but you might also want to visit the theater.
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"A singer. I see." [She was trying her best to be polite, but the words were being forced out through clenched teeth in what was supposed to be a polite smile. But he would be able to see her rage growing.]
[The darkness swirling around her began to take form around her. At first one little creature looking thing, but as it circled her it split, dividing into more and more of them.]
"Thank you very much," [she said tightly, s though it physically hurt to say that much.] "I think I need to talk to someone else." [There. That was polite. And Kyoko was known for polite. Though for perhaps the first time since arriving here she was wishing for a chicken suit. Kyoko was polite. Bo tried to strangle Shotaro with his bare hands... ]
[Shotaro.]
[Just thinking his name, the rage grew. As did the darkness around her. She wasn't even aware that she was now glaring. She might have forgotten about the phone all together as her hands clenched into fists.]
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An actual actor is likely better for answering questions, yes. I hope I didn't offend you, somehow? That was definitely not my intention.
[Just by being a singer...? Or so it seemed like.]
I apologize if I did and I wish you get what you're looking for.
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"An actor is probably better, yes," [she said, a little closer to polite, but she was shaking with fury and with the effort to keep her rage contained.]
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It's most likely not my place to say anything, but I hope you're not letting old memories cloud up your judgement. I won't try to change your mind, but I hope you also understand that I'm not likely the villain you paint me to be.
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[But yes he was right. There were miles of pain under all that rage.]
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[The pain is clear and Ren feels bad. And mad on her behalf.]
I'm sure you've heard this before and been betrayed regardless. I know the type of people you mean. But I'm definitely like that. I'm not asking you to trust me, but I wish for you to keep that in mind if we ever do meet somewhere.
[Sure, because he used to think so. At least, a bit. But he's changed quite a bit.]
I will leave you alone. Again, I'm sorry for any displeasure I caused and I wish you all the best.
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[She managed a nod. It was all she had in her. She reached to end the call, and dropped the phone. It fell behind the table, onto the floor, and landed at an angle so he could see a sliver of the room. There was damage done to the walls around one of the posters she had up. There were two posters the camera was now aimed at. One had multiple people and would be hard to make out at that distance. The other was a poster that clearly was a fold out in a magazine. It had a single guy on it, blond, handsome skinny pretty boy with a mic.]
[Clearly she thought the call had ended, because she gave a LOUD scream of frustration before punching the wall beside the poster of the blond.]
"This is all your fault! Sho you idiot!" she screamed, the tears on her face noticeable in the hitch of her voice, though all he could see of her was her back and arms, bit of her legs, all shod in that assaultingly bright pink. The small logo on the front was repeated larger on the back, so it was clearer this way than it had been.]
[She punched the wall hard enough that plaster came away.] "You idiot!" [she screamed at the poster.] "It is all your fault! You and the Beagle! And he's your fault too because you couldn't put those copycats down. No! You had to go and give up with your tail between your legs and so they thought they could do whatever they wanted! And Why? BECAUSE THEY WERE COPYING YOU! YOU IDIOT! You stole what was needed for me to live! That person might actually be nice, but I'll never know because YOU TAUGHT ME NOT TO TRUST!" [she screamed in her rage.]
[She scrubbed at her face with the back of her arm. She was shaking from fury and upset. The Grudge Spirit, her familiar, came out again and swirled around her, whispering words of hate, reminding her that her rage is what gives her the strength to go on. That her hate is what she needs. That she knows better than to love or to trust again.]
[And she was nodding along obediently, listening to every last word like they were life lines.]
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Ty for the thread!