#etonelite

            ・ STARTER CALL  ------  for @etonelite! ・

    The pen darts out suddenly, angry slashes followed by frenzied writing. He changes the scars, makes them more grotesque to behold, and bumps the age up by a few years. There’s a brief moment of satisfaction with those alterations, but that’s when a shadow falls across his table. He doesn’t have to look up to know it’s Mr. Marks. So, the paper is turned around and slid across, Derrick gritting his teeth in dreadful anticipation. 

                    hiding out in some shithole apartment with bill wasn’t her ideal way of living, but they were out of options. she could go back to thieving, but scott had inspired her to be better, and she couldn’t let him down --------- not when he was the one person that seemed to give her a SECOND CHANCE despite her past. and when he called with a small job offer, she couldn’t say no. not when they so desperately needed money for rent and groceries, and she couldn’t get a real job, not with her condition. with a whole lot of hesitance, she allows the director into her small home, and if she could, she’d reach out a hand for him to shake --------- but there’d be no point when his would probably go right through it.                      ❛ ava starr . . . ❜ mumbled and quiet, like he didn’t already know her name. her heart is beating a mile a minute as she feels more self conscious than ever in her ghost suit. it may have been a better idea to do this while she was in her chamber, but she didn’t need that particular process on camera. not when she wasn’t even sure it helped anymore. ❛ do you want . . . coffee or something? before we start --------- ❜ she’d never hosted guests before and bill wasn’t here to help her. this was going to be a D I S A S T E R and it’ll all be caught on film ; exactly what she wanted out of life. 

                    nervous fingers brush along her lips as she watches the video playing across the screen ; eyes occasionally darting to henry, && she finds herself wondering how he’d even talked her into this. the first song she’d written following jackson’s death ; her first attempt at filming a music video since. it all seemed like a disaster to her, even nearly 2 years after the fact. but she trusted henry, && if he thought this was a vision that needed to be brought to life, she’d do it. ❛ are you happy with it? ❜ 

um yeesssssssssss??

       “I’m going to tell you a bit of a secret…” June utters in a tone so soft and hushed its clear she will be exposing something of precious nature. “The music of this decade is distinct. It has its own power, really. And I know it does because there is not a single song that I was unable to envision as a full-length movie.” She sounds flirtatious confessing such things. Now, whether she is, is but a mystery. “Jazz is capable of making me fantasize however, the primary difference is that in terms of jazz I feel there is an emphasis on mood rather than story.”     Fingers gently press into his shoulders, eye contact unwavering, “I have to ask…are you fond of Kate Bush in any way?” // continued from x!