Post by silvertabby on Feb 1, 2008 11:08:01 GMT -5
Richard Harris was sitting on a chair looking at the people arownd him with little interest. In fact he was even less interested then he looked. He had never actually read the book, but the story seemed kind of good... And little Daniel Readclif was doing a very fine job...but it was still terribly boring. He looked arownd him, wondering yet again what had been thinking when he had taken the role. Alan Richman was reading a magazine just a few feet away, and someone was snorring somewhere in the back grownd. That was so very exciting. He reminded wearily why he was there, but it didn't feel much better to think the reson was being death freathened by his 11years old grand daughter...
And then she came in. So different from the other people she threw them in shadow, glowing with an iner force, a more powerfull personality than anyone else he knew.
There she was, walking in, bright aubrun hair, contrasting almost brutally with her pale skin, ...and her eyes. He couldn't help but stare into them. Nobody could have eyes like those, so big, and most strangely he couldn't tell what colour they were, nomattar how hard he tried and no mattar his experienced skill with women's eyes. She was like no other woman. She was Maggie Smith.
As she walked closer to him he suddenly realized it wasn't bad he was there at all.
'Maggie!'
'Hello Richard.' she said.
Then reharsal started.
Maggie's caracter could turn into a cat. He suddenly realised amused she didn't only look like a witch, but had some cat like features as well. He pointed that out to her, and she started laughing and told him that was most likely why Jk had chosen her.
Someone said they'd made a list of thin lipped women which looked like old hags and she had turned out to be number one on the list. well that was funny. Everyone laughed, even her. Another bold buddy even sugested it was a list of old bruitish not so very respectable ladies.
'Well that's good, cause UI out took helen mirren. Mind you I don't see how,since i at least keep my knickers on.'
'Perhaps it's cause they want you to disrobe more than they want helen.' Richard pointed out.
She bloushed a little under his gaze which did nothing but please the great actor.
'You...worked with Helen, did you not?'
Richard nodded his head., Yes he'd worked with Helen Mirren. Not much, but enough to know her. He admiered her, she was a good actrice, veruy good, but he didn't like her as a woman. She was too...well she didn't leave him the desire to get her clothes off, because they were all off already. That had of course been yearts ago, but hellen was still the same.
'We worked together '
TBC
And then she came in. So different from the other people she threw them in shadow, glowing with an iner force, a more powerfull personality than anyone else he knew.
There she was, walking in, bright aubrun hair, contrasting almost brutally with her pale skin, ...and her eyes. He couldn't help but stare into them. Nobody could have eyes like those, so big, and most strangely he couldn't tell what colour they were, nomattar how hard he tried and no mattar his experienced skill with women's eyes. She was like no other woman. She was Maggie Smith.
As she walked closer to him he suddenly realized it wasn't bad he was there at all.
'Maggie!'
'Hello Richard.' she said.
Then reharsal started.
Maggie's caracter could turn into a cat. He suddenly realised amused she didn't only look like a witch, but had some cat like features as well. He pointed that out to her, and she started laughing and told him that was most likely why Jk had chosen her.
Someone said they'd made a list of thin lipped women which looked like old hags and she had turned out to be number one on the list. well that was funny. Everyone laughed, even her. Another bold buddy even sugested it was a list of old bruitish not so very respectable ladies.
'Well that's good, cause UI out took helen mirren. Mind you I don't see how,since i at least keep my knickers on.'
'Perhaps it's cause they want you to disrobe more than they want helen.' Richard pointed out.
She bloushed a little under his gaze which did nothing but please the great actor.
'You...worked with Helen, did you not?'
Richard nodded his head., Yes he'd worked with Helen Mirren. Not much, but enough to know her. He admiered her, she was a good actrice, veruy good, but he didn't like her as a woman. She was too...well she didn't leave him the desire to get her clothes off, because they were all off already. That had of course been yearts ago, but hellen was still the same.
'We worked together '
TBC
