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city_limits_npc (city_limits_npc) wrote in city_limits,
@ 2008-08-16 02:52:00

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francess penn, jill andersen, oliver d. jerzyck, rhiannon lee, thread-open, victoria foxworth, whistler

North Side Summerfest: NEAR THE ARTS/CRAFTS VENDORS
[Thread: Open to All Near Arts/Jewelry/Crafts Vendors]

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out_of_body
2008-08-16 02:59 pm UTC (link)

The whole Penn family had taken the afternoon off to visit the festival. Fran's father had even turned off his business cell, even though he normally worked on Saturdays; inevitably it meant that somebody's plumbing emergency would have to wait, but he'd rather face a basement full of toilet water later on than Fran's mom's temper tonight.

After having a hamburger with her family, she managed to wander off alone, with promises of meeting them at a particular tent around 10pm. Though she loved her parents quite a lot, Fran often felt stifled by their protective nature, and had recently entertained the idea of looking up a roommate on Craigslist and trying to make it on her own. It was a petrifying thought, partly because of some of the weirdos on Craigslist, but it was also much more appealing lately, because living with her parents and working part-time wasn't very sophisticated to talk about.

The rows of arts and crafts were a big draw for her. Fran had more musical than artistic talent, but her imagination ran wild looking at some of those framed artworks the vendors sold. As a little girl, she often imagined how it would be to close her eyes, put her hands overhead, and dive into some of that scenery.

Like the picture of the ocean and the sea oats on the dunes. Francess always wanted to know what the ocean smelled like. The picture cost too much to purchase, so she allowed herself to stare at it for a good long while.

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vicky_foxworth
2008-08-16 09:33 pm UTC (link)

"I'm sorry, I... This is going to sound like a total line," the stranger next to her piped in, waving an apologetic hand in the air, "but do you have an agent?"

If anywhere would attract Victoria, it would be the areas of aesthetically inspiring visuals. Add to that a pretty girl with such a wonderfully unique look and the elder brunette was bound to be drawn in. The crowd had obscured knowledge of two proverbial ghosts from her past being here and the vampiress was not led by appetite, alone. She sought out inspiration and occult knowledge. this girl definitely qualified as the former.

"It's just... I've done some films and you've got a really striking look."

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out_of_body
2008-08-16 09:48 pm UTC (link)

"I..." The flaberghasted flapping of the young girl's mouth would have been comical, if not so pitifully awkward. At moments such as those, it was always Fran's first instinct to search around her for the hidden camera or huddle of girls smothering giggles, but there were none. In fact, there wasn't even another girl standing behind her, to whom the woman might've been speaking instead.

"I..."

Wait a minute...

"What kind of movies?" She looked mildly accusatory.

Though she was much too polite to immediately striker her as such, Francess had heard of sexual predators who lured young girls off by flattering them into thinking there was a legitimate modeling opportunity awaiting them. And she had seen that film 'Fame' from the 1980s on the classic movie network.

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vicky_foxworth
2008-08-16 10:51 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, um..."

Looking down, Vicky went through the now-familiar process of fishing out a business card for her production company. It mentioned her most famous two or three titles, headlining it as being responsible, most especially, for the flagship title made with one Star Tomlin. Whether or not the girl might recognise she, herself, from that, was open to question. Handing it over, what mattered was professional vindication.

"Mostly, horror.We made one of the last 'proper' vampire films, before they started getting integrated into just about everything on the networks... What I like to call the 'CSI: Transylvania' effect."

Not a literal example, of course, but it was disappointing to find the subject having become a bit too overly familiar, in the last year, to the point of what could almost be mediocrity.

"We've shut down filming for a little while, but... Y'know, if you're interested? Give me a call or send an E-mail. I'd like to keep your details on file, just in case."

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out_of_body
2008-08-16 11:56 pm UTC (link)

"Oh!"

A wave of recognition washed over her. This woman was a movie star! Though Francess hadn't seen the three films in question (they weren't the sort to pass through Logan Theatre), her mother was a rabid fan of Entertainment Tonight, and there had been enough 'real or rumor' segments surrounding that film and its stars to emblazen it permanently in her memory.

Francess tried to keep her fingers from shaking around the card. An actual famous person was talking to her... she was definitely going to hyperventillate.

As a member of her high school's marching band and mime troupe, Francess was no stranger to performing... though it was always behind a safe layer of white face paint or a feathered hat. She had been on local television a few times in parades and such, but never by herself, and never in her 'Fran-face'.

At present, she didn't know whether to run for the nearest ladies' room or beg for an autograph!

"You... you think I'm striking?" That was the word Victoria Foxworth used, wasn't it? It was probably more accurate than to be called pretty. She'd been accused of looking like a space alien enough times by her brother to know the difference.

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vicky_foxworth
2008-08-17 12:15 am UTC (link)

"Mmm-hmm!"

Victoria's response was prim and beaming. She liked art, especially of an exotic nature and the girl certainly had that quality. Quiet whether she could act, was another question, but there was always a use for someone like that. She could model for publicity, if nothing else.

And then there was the other purpose Francess could serve... Not necessarily sexual, although the act of feeding tended to often head that way. Victoria might not be the type to relentlessly seek a way to enact global domination, but she was a predator and did seduce to kill.

Well, mostly... For some, she was prepared to make it periodical, but that had not happened since a certain layer.

She was no Avery. To Vicky, there was nothing more natural than draining prey of its life's essence. It even felt... Correct. yes, 'correct' would be a good way of putting it. Why not savour and make the experience of doing so, an enjoyable process?

Not that this was her primary motivation in talking to the girl, of course. No, Victoria's smile was a genuine one. Francess could easily have been an obnoxious sort, for all she knew. Relative to some, she appeared a little timid, even.

"You're a doll!" Praised the vampiress, feeling the compulsion to tap fingertip to the girl's nose, which she might have actually done, were they in surroundings slightly more conducive to friendly interaction. "You've had any experience in front of a camera?"

Yes, she could sense the girl's nervousness. Victoria prided herself on the ability to pick up scents and sounds - a more difficult thing to do, when in a crowd. Nevertheless, by delberately not drawing attention to it and acting friendly, she sought to place her more at ease.

"What's your name?

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out_of_body
2008-08-17 01:01 am UTC (link)

"Just my mom's," she said, answering about the camera with a sheepish eyeroll, acknowledging her own lack of sophistication in experience. Still holding tight to the business card by its corner, not wanting to get smudges on it, she pushed back a piece of hair that had escaped from its rubberband. Her fingers itched to fidget with her ponytail. "Francess Penn."

Becoming aware of the curious glances of onlookers made her feel like a spotlight was trained on her face, though really it was trained on Victoria's. People would recognize the slender brunette.

She managed not to say something exclusively nerdy, like 'How do you do?'

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vicky_foxworth
2008-08-17 01:56 am UTC (link)

Heh, thought Victoria. Cute. She could see the deliberate attempt to hold the card practically edge-on. Poor thing, all in awe and star-struck!

It was at times such as these, when Victoria's politeness could be replaced by a more mischievous streak and, lowering voice an octave or so, leaned into the girl's ear, murmered an almost casual, "So... What's your guess? Think I've got fangs, for real?" A naughtisome grin obviously on display, as she awaited the young girl's answer. "Am I real or am I Memorex?"

Raising an eyebrow, it had somehow become the staple first question in interviews, every now and then. Now she was the one to get to ask it, for a change.