Thread: Hyde and Seek [ Chai & Mr Quixotic ]

RE Hyde and Seek Ariamella Mr Quixotic A glass was pushed toward her, and Katrina's head turned to the inspect the goldish-brown liquor within. It took a while for her to recall what Glenfiddich even was, and when she did, she knew it wasn't something she'd want to have. It was a tempting offer, but seeing as she had no alcohol tolerance, she just didn't know how much it would take for her to start babbling nonsense or acting a fool. That wasn't something she'd like Hannah or anyone for that matter to see, and she flashed the casting director an apologetic smile when she didn't reach for the glass. Instead, the girl rolled to her side to watch the older woman speak, the sides of her lips turning up in a slight smile at the compliments about her audition for Hyde and Seek. Every actress loved having her ego stroked, and Kat was no exception even if she didn't show it all too often. But what made her face fall was the reminder of her glaring shortcomings, and she turned her head back to the ceiling. The issues weren't even that she had trouble accepting the nudity and sex. She was young, sure, but it wasn't like she had something to be ashamed of when it came to her body. Unlike other young actresses who had adopted strict diets or had even gone so far as to go vegan, she ate what she wanted and then exercised later, resulting in a slim and toned body that still managed to have enticing assets in spite of her otherwise lithe, petite figure. No, if it had been a matter of showing skin, she wouldn't have auditioned for the role in the first place. She wouldn't have tried so hard to impress both Michael and Hannah during her read-through of the script. So many experienced actresses had auditioned for the same role, almost all of them possessing the killer good looks it took to portray the model that Lily was. Yet Katrina had refused to settle for anything less than the lead role, no matter what whispers and rumors went around about everything that might have restricted her from being cast in Hyde and Seek. Too young? She had remarkable maturity for such a young actress. Too short to portray the model's figure needed for the film? Her acting had made up for whatever physical discrepancies between herself and the character. Her looks too innocent? It was arguable the innocence was needed more than straight up sexy. She had wanted the film to mark her transition from child to adult, a turning point in her career that gave her presence in the entertainment industry. If she hadn't wanted it so badly, she wouldn't have fought for Myles to negotiate something reasonable for her salary. Oh, he'd been upset at their initial offer of 5 million, insisting that she was worth at least double because of how popular and 'in demand' she was. But Katrina persuaded him to allow her to do the role. It was life changing, she told him, a film that would grant her the respect she wanted as an actress capable of doing more than teen comedies and magazine photo shoots. And if she was lucky, maybe it would even get her Nicole's respect as well. At the mention of her mother, the actress shot Hannah a strange look and her impassive face shifted to a frown, suddenly annoyed at the conversation subject. What do you mean, 'talk to a professional'? Nicole and I are fine, Katrina said maybe a bit too pointedly with a touch of defensiveness, remembering that Hannah had been in the background when she'd yelled out words that she hadn't meant to. She's my mother, and like all of them, she likes to butt into my life. Her mistakes are her own, and I know that she just wants to see me succeed. We're pretty close, so I don't think that's a huge deal. In the back of her mind, Kat wondered how many times she'd have to repeat that lie to finally start believing it. She didn't need or want to talk about Nicole Ellis. What she needed was to figure out a way to fix her performances for Hyde and Seek, and talking about irrelevant bitches wasn't going contributing to that goal. With a sudden change of heart, Katrina stretched her arm out to snatch the Scotch off the table, lifted it to her lips and frowned even further when the liquid burned its way down her throat. It was disgusting, but not nearly as bothersome as the subject at hand, and she fell silent for a minute as she looked down into the drink. Then finally, with seemingly casual interest and in attempt to change the topic, she asked, Who is he?