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Post by Health on Sept 3, 2006 12:33:09 GMT -5
"Okay take a break Eliza, we're going to bring in Darien next and have you pose with him," the director said as some people wrapped a blanket around Eliza and then touched up her makeup.
Eliza looked around for Huntin, but didn't see him anywhere and sighed and sat down and tried to keep warm.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 4, 2006 11:03:39 GMT -5
Huntin came out of the bathroom a few moments later, forcing a bit of a smile as he walked towards Eliza and her possee, hoping he could at least talk to her. "Hey, hun."
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Post by Health on Sept 4, 2006 11:09:59 GMT -5
"Hey, thought yah ran off in terror or somethin," Eliza said shivering a little and drawing the blanket around her a little more tightly.
"Eliza come on!" the director yelled and the water turned back on.
Eliza let out a sigh and reached out and touched Huntin's face, 'Ih gotta go anh pretend tah dig this guy, even if he's gay," she said getting up, slipping off the blanket and going back under the water and posing with the guy model.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 4, 2006 12:15:22 GMT -5
Before Huntin could slip a word in Eliza, his girlfriend, was off to go frolic in the water with the allegedly gay guy. Despite orientation, Huntin was still not pleased. He crossed his arms, heading back over to the buffet table, his back to the shoot. He didn't want to see this.
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Post by Health on Sept 4, 2006 12:36:49 GMT -5
"Okay we got all we need," the director said frowning, the two models just didn't seem to look or act well together. The director glanced over that the female's model's boyfriend and grinned, "Hey you," he said before pushing Huntin towards Eliza, 'How about a couple pictures with your girlfriend, free of charge."
Eliza raised a eyebrow, cool water running down her body as she tried to figure out that the director was up to.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 20:33:02 GMT -5
Huntin grunted, batting the director's hands away. "My name's Huntin and I'll thank VERY fuckin.g kindly not to treat me like some dog." His body became tense, his discomfort and displeasure and hostility in the given environment becoming ever-more apparent.
He looked over to Eliza, a sad and disappointed look in his eyes before looking back to the director. "I'm not about to jump on the meat wagon, dude." At that he walked back over to the snack table, sitting in a folding chair and grabbing a newspaper.
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Post by Health on Sept 5, 2006 20:36:01 GMT -5
Eliza shivered the water running over her and she tried to step out of the water only to be stopped by the director shaking his head and walking off. She watched him go and sighed and then walked over to Huntin and wrapped a wet arm around his neck and burying her face in his hair.
"Huntin," she said her thoat choking up at Huntin standing up to the director like that, and the fact that she was more in love with him now being assertive, then before.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 20:41:55 GMT -5
Huntin folded the paper up, closing his eyes half-way and sighing as he brought one arm back to pat Eliza's shoulder. "Go do what you have to, hun. Don't let me hold you back." He loved the girl, hated her job. It was against everything he had brought himself up to be. A private, reserved, non-flashy person. It was way out of his comfort zone, and far more than he liked. Models had always sickened him a little.
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Post by Health on Sept 5, 2006 20:48:05 GMT -5
"Well yah pissed off tha director so Ih think we can go," Eliza said opening her eyes and standing up straight, "Ih just gotta change intah somethin dry," she added pulling on her soaked shirt and grinning and then whispered into Huntin's ear, 'Quick steal som of that food for me before they pack it up, please," she said biting on his ear and then taking off for her dressing room.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 20:50:11 GMT -5
Huntin sighed, ligning his pockets with napkins and stuffing them with some sweets in one pocket and salty stuff in another. He gave a real "fuck you" look to one of the crew members giving him a crude look, and walked off, waiting eagerly for Eliza.
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Post by Health on Sept 5, 2006 20:52:53 GMT -5
Eliza quickly dressed in some of the free clothing she was given for doing the shoot and came out of the dressing room smiling at Huntin while she wore a pair of designer pants and a tanktop, "Come on, Ih crave doin something normal anh teenagish," she said taking his hand and kissing his cheek. She prepared to walk out of the studio only to have her free arm grabbed.
"Where do you think you're going?" the director asked Eliza his face turning red.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 20:57:01 GMT -5
"On the edge" is a term people tend to use loosely.
Huntin was on the edge.
Huntin, at that very moment, fell over the edge.
PWUTH!!!! Huntin spun and his fist made direct contact with the director's nose. "We're going wherever we damn well please." He growled, pulling Eliza along gently as he kept walking, not even looking back to see if he hurt the guy.
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Post by Health on Sept 5, 2006 20:59:03 GMT -5
"Huntin!" Eliza said looking shock and so surprised she let Huntin drag her out the door. She then dug her heels into the ground to stop him and she looked at Huntin with puzzled eyes, "What was that about hun?" she asked him her hand shaking slightly as she pulled it away from him.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 21:01:55 GMT -5
"I just...." Huntin struggled to get himself together, brushing his hands over his clothes as if it would wipe away bad feelings. "I just hate this whole scene. It's so....." He shrugged, spazzing a little. "It's just anti-me. And I know that's selfish and I know you love it....but you don't know how hard it is to see you up there doing...the things you....do...." Things she'd do for the world, but not for him.
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Post by Health on Sept 5, 2006 21:06:53 GMT -5
Eliza frowned and started walking her mind in deep thought, she knew what Huntin had said and what he wanted to say. But it frightened her that Huntin had struck out at the director, in fact it reminded her a little of her father.
At that thought Eliza felt herself grow cold and frightened, she bit her lip and crossed her arms to keep herself from shaking, "Seems yah selfish, defensive for no reason, and violent since Ih've become ah model. Not tah me, but tah people around us," she said quietly.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 21:10:36 GMT -5
Huntin sighed, stopping and turning to Eliza. He ran one hand through his hologram hair, looking at his girlfriend's feet. "I know, El...and I'm sorry....I really am..." he looked up into her eyes. "I guess I'm just not adjusting to the change well or something." Truth be told he had begun changing since he just set foot in the Mansion, but a real metamorphasis began when the modeling started. "I just...I don't know....I just want you to be mine, not the world's..." the last bit was semi-muttered, Huntin's voice becoming shaky.
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Post by Health on Sept 5, 2006 21:14:52 GMT -5
"Huntin, Ih am yahs, dangit Ih always have been, but it scares me when yah get clingy, posessive, anh lash out at people," Eliza said her voice getting shakey but she held her chin up high, and she didn't dare look at Huntin.
"Maybe Ih haven't been fair tah yah, Ih know how yah feel ahbout yah green skin anh Ih know it's tough having me showing off myh skin tah who knows how many people, practically proclaimin that Ih'm more normal lookin then yah," she said truthfully.
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 21:18:36 GMT -5
"Yeah...that's basically the jist of it." Huntin sighed again, reaching out slowly and putting his slightly bruised hand on Eliza's shoulder. "Look....I promise I won't do anything like that again....maybe I just shouldn't come to your shoots anymore. Probably better for both of us." He smiled a little crookedly, trying to lighten the situation. "Forgive me?"
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Post by Health on Sept 5, 2006 21:21:13 GMT -5
Eliza winced at Huntin touched her, she quickly shrugged off his hand, tears formed in her eyes but she didn't face him, "It's not that easy Huntin, just sayin yah sorry anh movin on," she said feeling small and scared, "How can we survive if there's such a gap between us? Ih just wish that we could switch places, then yah could live normally anh not have these feelings."
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Post by MacGuffin on Sept 5, 2006 21:25:24 GMT -5
"I....." his voice trailed off. He didn't know what to say. Huntin honest to God didn't know what to say. This isn't how he wanted to spend his last few days with Eliza. He wanted them to be happy. He wasn't mad at Eliza, not in the least, only furious with himself. But he bottled it up, scratching his neck. As much as it pained him, and he knew it would pain her, Huntin kissed her on the cheek quickly, pulling away from her even faster. "I wouldn't change you for anything in the world.....I think I'm gonna go back to the Mansion...." He didn't think either would want him to stay at the shoot.
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