Hi I-I'm not sure if I could tag you... #8kozatskoho_roduNovember 18 2011, 23:53:26 UTC
He had been standing there for quite a while, breathing heavy and trying to gain some sort of confidence he didn't really have. This was a one in a lifetime opportunity for him. Miss Julia Beilschmidt's trailer.
The star with her name on it and everything!
She was probably a total diva and would never go for his type: what with his farmer's tan and old but clean overalls, he was far from the Hollywood leading man, but when he heard she was starring in a new movie right in his town, he had to see her. Had to see if she was as beautiful as she was on the big screen.
Finally, after five minutes of prepping and waiting, he knocked on the trailer door.
"M-Miss Beilschmidt. I-I am very sorry to disturb you, miss."
Of course you can! weiss_teufelinNovember 19 2011, 00:53:46 UTC
It's actually Julia's break after filming a few scenes earlier that morning. As with most of her breaks, she uses it to take the time to get some rest. Thankfully, the knock comes after she's gotten enough of a nap to power her through the rest of the day, so when she opens the door, it's with a relaxed mood and a pleasant smile,
"Yeah?" She asks the man at the other side of the door, violet eyes narrowing a bit as she tries to remember who this tall stranger might be. "Can I help you?"
Julia has a bit of a reputation, it's true. It comes from playing all these tough-girl roles in action-type movies. She's also been known to be outspoken to the press and out in public. She has this tendency to say and do whatever and whenever she feels like, her moods and inclinations changing with the wind. It's done good and bad things for her reputation in the entertainment industry, but she doesn't seem to care.
Ok! I saw you were on the anon meme and I'm shykozatskoho_roduNovember 19 2011, 01:04:45 UTC
Sweat started beading on his forehead.
"M-my name is Ruslan."
His poor voice was breaking up from the nervousness.
"I-if you are not busy, I-I would, I would like an autograph, please, Miss Beilschmidt. You have been my favorite actress ever since you played Victoria Roquemore."
Awww, I'm glad you tagged me though! /huuuugs, thinks you're adorableweiss_teufelinNovember 19 2011, 01:13:27 UTC
Now she realizes why he isn't familiar to her. He's a fan. Now, his mere presence here outside her trailer actually surprises her. What has happened to her security? Where are her bodyguards? Slacking off, so it seems. She's been the target of crazy fans before so it shouldn't be a surprise that she gets wary, eyeing this Ruslan more carefully than with what she started with.
"Sure, Ruslan." She answers easily enough, keeping calm as she makes herself ready, just in case she needs to run. What's the nearest heavy blunt object... "How'd you get here anyway?"
Why are you crying? o.oweiss_teufelinNovember 19 2011, 01:54:54 UTC
She wonders about that too. They're in a kind of remote area, but you still never know, right?
The notebook doesn't bother her. It's a notebook, it serves its purpose. "Hmmm..." She taps the pen she has by her lips as she thinks of what to put in Rusland's notebook. "Have you always lived here, Ruslan?"
;-; I'm still a little shykozatskoho_roduNovember 19 2011, 02:16:24 UTC
He rubs the back of his neck. Was she actually starting small talk with him!?
"Not-not really."
Was she really interested in his life? Oh well, he's so nervous, he just might talk her ear off.
"I was born here, but my younger brother and sister and I were orphaned and had to move around constantly. Then we got separated. My brother and I stayed together and my sister moved away trying to make a fortune for herself so we could live with her."
Ruslan was a bit hesitant to admit his sister was Anya Braginskaya, another tough-girl actress, given her and Julia's famous off-screen feuds. Luckily, Nikita and himself shied away from the limelight and Anya liked to maintain a mysterious image. He digs his hands into his pockets, knowing darn well he was talking too much, but he continued.
"We lived with her for a few years and finally my brother and I got ourselves sorted out and found ourselves separate places to live."
This Ruslan seems to be an all right guy so far. At least he hasn't drawn a knife on her yet or something else crazy. Besides, he's cute, in this guy next door kind of way, if guys next door are all tall and built.
"So you live alone right now? Isn't that lonely? Especially after living with your brother for a while?" It's been a while since she's seen her own sister and she misses her terribly.
>w<)/ /huuuuugsweiss_teufelinNovember 19 2011, 03:35:34 UTC
"So no girlfriend or anything like that?" She asks, smiling a little at that with a touch of amusement. Julia finds it a bit strange. Surely Ruslan can find himself a girl pretty easily given how he looks. Plus he seems really sweet.
Finally, she puts down the pen to paper and starts to write a short message for Ruslan.
I actually need to go to sleep ;n; Tag back later?kozatskoho_roduNovember 19 2011, 06:09:20 UTC
He stares at her for a moment, then to the book, and then back to her. His mind can't really comprehend what's going on at the moment.
"I-I-I..."
There's a little part of Ruslan's mind that usually stops him from doing something stupid and embarrassing. Usually. Clutching his notebook, he tries so hard to find that rational part of his mind.
Okay! I'm totally fine with backtagging OwO)/ Have a good night's sleep! weiss_teufelinNovember 19 2011, 06:23:59 UTC
It still surprises her when she gets these random declarations of love and admiration. True, she doesn't lack for praising herself, but getting them from others is a whole other thing. A deep blush blooms on her normally pale cheeks as she looks up at this tall, adorable stranger.
"...W-what?"
It's easier to shrug off these compliments but when she's all alone, it's harder somehow. A crowd energizes her, makes her larger than life. All alone, she's just a girl and thus vulnerable.
"I-I-I-I am so sorry! I-I did not mean for that to sound as it did!"
His own cheeks were beet red and hands starting to flail in front of him. His voice started breaking again and he adjusted the snug collar of his button down.
"Y-you are beautiful and strong-willed, and, um..." This really wasn't making things better. "...t-there are not many girls like that here and, um... I-I could leave if you like s-since you are indeed busy..."
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The star with her name on it and everything!
She was probably a total diva and would never go for his type: what with his farmer's tan and old but clean overalls, he was far from the Hollywood leading man, but when he heard she was starring in a new movie right in his town, he had to see her. Had to see if she was as beautiful as she was on the big screen.
Finally, after five minutes of prepping and waiting, he knocked on the trailer door.
"M-Miss Beilschmidt. I-I am very sorry to disturb you, miss."
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"Yeah?" She asks the man at the other side of the door, violet eyes narrowing a bit as she tries to remember who this tall stranger might be. "Can I help you?"
Julia has a bit of a reputation, it's true. It comes from playing all these tough-girl roles in action-type movies. She's also been known to be outspoken to the press and out in public. She has this tendency to say and do whatever and whenever she feels like, her moods and inclinations changing with the wind. It's done good and bad things for her reputation in the entertainment industry, but she doesn't seem to care.
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"M-my name is Ruslan."
His poor voice was breaking up from the nervousness.
"I-if you are not busy, I-I would, I would like an autograph, please, Miss Beilschmidt. You have been my favorite actress ever since you played Victoria Roquemore."
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"Sure, Ruslan." She answers easily enough, keeping calm as she makes herself ready, just in case she needs to run. What's the nearest heavy blunt object... "How'd you get here anyway?"
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"Um, I-I walked over. My far--I mean, house is down the street."
To be honest, he wondered why security wasn't tighter.
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The notebook doesn't bother her. It's a notebook, it serves its purpose. "Hmmm..." She taps the pen she has by her lips as she thinks of what to put in Rusland's notebook. "Have you always lived here, Ruslan?"
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"Not-not really."
Was she really interested in his life? Oh well, he's so nervous, he just might talk her ear off.
"I was born here, but my younger brother and sister and I were orphaned and had to move around constantly. Then we got separated. My brother and I stayed together and my sister moved away trying to make a fortune for herself so we could live with her."
Ruslan was a bit hesitant to admit his sister was Anya Braginskaya, another tough-girl actress, given her and Julia's famous off-screen feuds. Luckily, Nikita and himself shied away from the limelight and Anya liked to maintain a mysterious image.
He digs his hands into his pockets, knowing darn well he was talking too much, but he continued.
"We lived with her for a few years and finally my brother and I got ourselves sorted out and found ourselves separate places to live."
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"So you live alone right now? Isn't that lonely? Especially after living with your brother for a while?" It's been a while since she's seen her own sister and she misses her terribly.
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Only more glamorous.
"I asked my brother if he wanted to live with me and he refused and I understand. Little Nikishka needs time to find himself and live his life."
His face sinks, obviously missing his baby brother.
"And my sister can be quite... overbearing. Not to mention, she has her work to worry about."
Taking a deep breath, he leans on the door frame, never realizing his actual feelings.
"I guess I am a little lonely, yes."
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Finally, she puts down the pen to paper and starts to write a short message for Ruslan.
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His cheeks are bright red as he runs a hand through his hair.
"...n-not really, no."
There wasn't really an explanation to it. He was a really shy guy who had problems breaking the ice.
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You're adorable! Go get 'em, tiger! Julia Beilschmidt
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"I-I-I..."
There's a little part of Ruslan's mind that usually stops him from doing something stupid and embarrassing. Usually.
Clutching his notebook, he tries so hard to find that rational part of his mind.
"...
I-I am waiting for a girl like you!"
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"...W-what?"
It's easier to shrug off these compliments but when she's all alone, it's harder somehow. A crowd energizes her, makes her larger than life. All alone, she's just a girl and thus vulnerable.
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"I-I-I-I am so sorry! I-I did not mean for that to sound as it did!"
His own cheeks were beet red and hands starting to flail in front of him. His voice started breaking again and he adjusted the snug collar of his button down.
"Y-you are beautiful and strong-willed, and, um..." This really wasn't making things better. "...t-there are not many girls like that here and, um... I-I could leave if you like s-since you are indeed busy..."
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