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Title: For the perfect picture
Author: Ree
Theme: Image only: she is looking for a heart. by ~amelieee
Genre: general
Version: PGSM
Rating: G
My imagination is playing with dolls again, but they have created their own script. The originals belong to Takeuchi Naoko .
For the perfect picture
Minako stretched out, her legs sticking out into the walkway as her arms extended way above her head. She arched her back as far as she could before slumping into her chair. This photo shoot was taking a long time.
The make up artist grabbed her brush. "Really, if you must stretch please refrain from running your hands through your hair. It messes it up."
Minako smiled up at Yuiko. "Should I rub my eyes instead?' It earned her frown that was trying to lose to a smile.
Her manager called across the studio. "Minako-san! Come on, just a little while longer."
Letting Yuiko finish, Minako walked over to the set.
"Okay, back into the same place you were in early, right next to the wall." The producer waved her over to the wall.
Minako sank down and drew her knees up to her chest, crossing her arms in front of them.
"NO! No, don't draw your legs up, just cross them, almost like butterfly wings. Your song says you want to fly away to the place where your heart is." Minako changed her position. "Okay, now look up... pretend your looking for the perfect cloud."
As she looked up, the photographer started snapping pictures. "Now flutter your legs a bit. We want the impression of you flying."
'Then why don't we strap wings onto my back and do it that way?' Knowing the response to that, Minako kept it in her head. She continued following the producer's direction.
A secretary poked her head into the studio. "Yamazaki-san, you are needed on the phone."
The producer looked at the secretary and then at Minako. "Stay right there. This won't take long." He headed for the desk muttering under his breath. "Why can't they call my cell phone?"
Minako stretched and drew her legs together, crossing them slightly at the ankles. She dropped one hand into her lap, and rested her head on the other one, she gazed off into the distance. 'Searching... that is what I am doing...'
Her manager looked at the photographer. With a slight nod, he started snapping pictures.
The producer came back shortly, and the photo shoot continued until late in the afternoon.
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Minako shook her head as she looked at the choices arrayed before her. "They look silly. I especially do not like this one." She pointed to the one where she was gazing up at the ceiling and her legs were half way to the floor.
"Here is another set." Her manager set another folder on the table.
She flipped it open, expecting more of the same. That day had been a waste of time in her opinion. The picture that greeted her revised her opinion. "When were these taken?"
"While the producer was on the phone. The pose was so right, I asked the photographer to take a few. What do you think?"
Sifting through the small stack, she found the one she liked. She was gazing off into the distance, her profile was highlighted, and she looked completely relaxed. "This one will work perfectly. All we need to do is put a stuffed heart off to the side."
Taking it from her, he smiled. "This one is it then. The new album cover is decided."
Author: Ree
Theme: Image only: she is looking for a heart. by ~amelieee
Genre: general
Version: PGSM
Rating: G
My imagination is playing with dolls again, but they have created their own script. The originals belong to Takeuchi Naoko .
For the perfect picture
Minako stretched out, her legs sticking out into the walkway as her arms extended way above her head. She arched her back as far as she could before slumping into her chair. This photo shoot was taking a long time.
The make up artist grabbed her brush. "Really, if you must stretch please refrain from running your hands through your hair. It messes it up."
Minako smiled up at Yuiko. "Should I rub my eyes instead?' It earned her frown that was trying to lose to a smile.
Her manager called across the studio. "Minako-san! Come on, just a little while longer."
Letting Yuiko finish, Minako walked over to the set.
"Okay, back into the same place you were in early, right next to the wall." The producer waved her over to the wall.
Minako sank down and drew her knees up to her chest, crossing her arms in front of them.
"NO! No, don't draw your legs up, just cross them, almost like butterfly wings. Your song says you want to fly away to the place where your heart is." Minako changed her position. "Okay, now look up... pretend your looking for the perfect cloud."
As she looked up, the photographer started snapping pictures. "Now flutter your legs a bit. We want the impression of you flying."
'Then why don't we strap wings onto my back and do it that way?' Knowing the response to that, Minako kept it in her head. She continued following the producer's direction.
A secretary poked her head into the studio. "Yamazaki-san, you are needed on the phone."
The producer looked at the secretary and then at Minako. "Stay right there. This won't take long." He headed for the desk muttering under his breath. "Why can't they call my cell phone?"
Minako stretched and drew her legs together, crossing them slightly at the ankles. She dropped one hand into her lap, and rested her head on the other one, she gazed off into the distance. 'Searching... that is what I am doing...'
Her manager looked at the photographer. With a slight nod, he started snapping pictures.
The producer came back shortly, and the photo shoot continued until late in the afternoon.
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Minako shook her head as she looked at the choices arrayed before her. "They look silly. I especially do not like this one." She pointed to the one where she was gazing up at the ceiling and her legs were half way to the floor.
"Here is another set." Her manager set another folder on the table.
She flipped it open, expecting more of the same. That day had been a waste of time in her opinion. The picture that greeted her revised her opinion. "When were these taken?"
"While the producer was on the phone. The pose was so right, I asked the photographer to take a few. What do you think?"
Sifting through the small stack, she found the one she liked. She was gazing off into the distance, her profile was highlighted, and she looked completely relaxed. "This one will work perfectly. All we need to do is put a stuffed heart off to the side."
Taking it from her, he smiled. "This one is it then. The new album cover is decided."