032. Handheld - June/July - Rambles & Snippets - Fiction[NET]

Jun 18, 2006 16:01

While everyone else was practising in the space, some with props and some without still as they were still being made, Tommy paid no attention to them at all. He had other things on his mind, who cared that he had a character in this? Sure, playing the sheep - Hiro - was fun enough, but he wasn't really needed in this scene. He was simply supposed to be standing next to Kisa and Minya, who was playing her, had assured him that she would be able to remember his place on stage for him. She had rolled her eyes though, so maybe she was being sarcastic? Tommy shrugged. Who cared, bit late for all that anyway.

In his hand there was a palm pilot, one of those handheld things. He had spent the last weekend barely without break planning the lighting sequence for the whole play and he had everything he needed recorded in notes right in front of him now. It was a lot easier than carrying around his laptop, which he had tried to do for the last play. This was easier, since if he had dropped his laptop it would have smashed into a million pieces. And that wouldn't've been good. His SIMs characters were doing so well that it would almost make him cry if he lost them now.

He paused as he adjusted a light, distracted as Tahla moved slowly toward Salvator. Tahla suited her character down to the very soul, as she played a girl called Rin, who was the spiteful and hard to control Horse zodiac. Salvator was comfortable in his character as well, the easy going Shigure who was cursed to be the zodiac of the dog. It was so strange to see Tahla act opening affectionate with Salvator, even though they were dating, people barely witnessed them holding hands in public. Yet here she was playing the vixen Rin, trying to lure Shigure in with a kiss in exchange for information of how to break the zodiac curse, Shigure simply watching her in amusement as his hand casually twined through her hair.

Tommy scoffed. Tahla was a bitch, but she had talent. She openly mocked him for not loving drama as much as the rest of the group did, so of course Tommy didn't particularly like her. Probably because she stuck a little too close to home on most occasions.
"Hey!" the object of his thoughts suddenly shouted, and he realised he had the light trained down right on her. "If you don't mind," Tahla snapped. "This part of the scene is supposed to be held in semi darkness, the light coming from backstage so we're in silhouette, Demeter moment from CATS, yeah? How about you get your ass down where it's supposed to be anyway and leave the lights to the real techies!"
Tommy felt like dropped the damn light right on top of her.

But really, it was only because he somehow liked her like crazy.

<--- 031. Glitter || 033. Bliss --->

original writing: thespian comforts, fiction[net]: rambles & snippets

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