Thread: Hyde and Seek [ Chai & Mr Quixotic ]

RE Hyde and Seek Ariamella Mr Quixotic Do you even care? What's wrong with you? Do you really think you're cut out for this? Katrina had heard this entire speech before, courtesy of Nicole Ellis and more recently Michael Rodriguez, and her mind automatically began to tune the doctor out. It was all too familiar, and she could almost hear the voice of her mother on the phone the night before. The warm chocolate of Katrina's eyes turned steely as Dr. Miller spoke, and she adjusted herself on the couch, picking her feet up and tucking them underneath to half-sit, half-lay on her side on the plush surface. If I wasn't driven by my own passion, I wouldn't be sitting here right now. If I didn't care , I probably wouldn't even have come. Her voice was still the same neutral tone that feigned nonchalance, but a haughty overtone colored Katrina's words. The girl flicked her gaze to the side as she fought back the urge to roll her eyes she was tired of repeating this spiel over and over, even though this was the first time she had ever said it to Gerald. To some degree, it was true that Nicole tried to live vicariously through her daughter, but it was still a profession that Katrina has chosen all on her own. No one had forced her to step forward for those youth theatre plays when she was a child no one had forced her to audition for those teeny-bopper roles in her early adolescence, and no one forced her to attend a performing arts academy to hone her skills into adulthood. Her life had been somewhat publicized since birth because of her mother's short-lived fame, but never once did she feel as if she had to follow in Nicole's footsteps. She chose acting because she was good at it, and more importantly, it was something that she found joy in. It was the one aspect of her life that gave her an identity of her own and let her exercise complete control. The drive had been there as young as 10 years-old, and it was still there at 21 years-old in spite of those who wanted to see some sort of physical confirmation that she had passion for her art. And why shouldn't I call it a job? Katrina asked, half out of curiosity and half out of defensiveness. It's my career just as much as it is a passion. Staying relevant is difficult in this industry, and my concern over my source of income and livelihood should be understandable. It's a passion, sure, but passion doesn't pay bills. Like everyone else, we have to be good at our chosen careers. At least, we should be. That's not always the case, is it? Her mind drifted to the actors and actresses she had met throughout the course of her life, those that appeared because they were a pretty face with mediocre acting skills. And for many of them, they had disappeared as quickly as they had come peaking in a bright light and fading off into nothing, much like a meteor that burned up in the atmosphere. She shrugged her shoulders. It's not any different from you , whose passion and career is psychiatry. Being a doctor is a callingor so they sayand one would have to want it for more than the money in order to be any good. Likewise, being an actress is impossible if I wasn't concerned about it as my job and how well I perform. As I said, if it were about the money, I wouldn't be here. If I wanted adoration... I don't have to be an actress to get that. You know? Actually, he didn't know, seeing as he this was the first time they had ever met, but the statement was true enough. Modeling, music, or even just being a socialite princess for her fans to idolize were things that were easier to do to get attention. Admitting it was selfish and almost conceited, but she hardly cared. Wasn't he supposed to be helping her? Discouraging her from acting didn't count as 'help,' not in the slightest, and it almost sounded as if he expected her to have the same issues as the others he mentioned. For once in her life, Katrina wondered if Gerald knew who she was related to, and she wondered whether telling him about Nicole was a good idea. Perhaps it would give him insight to her predicament... but on the other hand, maybe she'd get stuck with a stage-5 clinger who would be more interested in helping himself to her family ties than actually helping her. She hoped for the former. Katrina frowned, a light scowl etching onto the delicate features of her face before she sighed. To answer your second question, I'm not a virgin. It's not like I haven't had sex before, which is why I told Michael that I was fine with whatever nudity his film required. A pink flush crept over her neck and cheeks at the talk about her sexual history, and she crossed her arms over her chest as if it would somehow shield her and close off a definitive personal bubble at such an openly personal topic. I'm not saying that stripping or any kind of sex work is bad, but I'm an actress and I don't need to have experience being a stripper in order to act as one. Julia Roberts played one in Pretty Woman , and she was young then too. She frowned deeper at his final statement. Don't get me wrong, I want this role, and I'd like to be able to be sexually open enough to portray Lily convincingly on-screen. But I have morals, and I don't want to be associated as an actress of sexuality. I want to be known for my talent. And more importantly, if I ended up as society's newest sex symbol, I'd never hear the end of it from Nicole. She's going to drive me up the wall with lectures, then constantly ask me about who I've been sleeping with and other things she doesn't need to know. Katrina couldn't help the eye-roll that slipped out then. If I'm adult enough the handle Nicole, I'm sure I'm adult enough for everything else. So. I can do this film, and I will do this film.