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Bovice and Poggio 1x1 {Closed}
A 1x1 with me and Poggio.
Profile: Name: Christopher Holden (Nickname: Chris) Age: 17 Eye color: Gray. Personality: Shy (but willing to meet new people), friendly, calm demeanor. Doesn’t like to get mad, but if he does watch out. Brief Bio: Has been alone since he was fifteen, when his parents died in a car accident. He got a big inheritance when his parents died. He has a few friends but not a lot. Appearance: http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/...7846743123.jpg |
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Name: Mikhail Kurgokov Age: Unknown Eye color: It varies from a soft shade of hazel to Black Personality: Mikhail is a curious personality, he likes to push peoples buttons but he knows when to stop. Out side of that he hides the fact that he is nerdy and can be found reading books. Most of the time he likes to hide that he is a blood thirsty monster. Brief Bio: Mikhail doesn't remember much about his early childhood. He has been drifting the planes of existence to long to hold those memories. Appearance: Pending XD I post two images because the first one is tiny: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2..._6263_full.png http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2...5dfc0_full.jpg |
{If you want I can link you to my photobucket I don't have many guy pics but it could help.}
"God I can't wait to get out of school." Chris thought to himself. Chris sighed when he looked at the clock and saw that there was fifteen minutes left of school. "Christopher?" The teacher asked a little impatient. "Huh? What?" Chris said a little startled. "You weren't listening again were you?" The teacher asked as she put her hands on her hips. "No ma'am I wasn't." Chris said looking down. The teacher sighed. "I want to see you after class." "Ok." Chris said hoping he wasn't gonna be late for work. {That's all I could think of for the first actual post lol.} |
Mikhail paced about the room, slapping a piece of rolled up paper in his hands. No no no this was all wrong he thought. He rubbed his brown hiding his concerned eyes as he paced. Not only was he anxious but also his cup of coffee was not in his hand. His errand boy was not here. Out now where Mikhail yelled “CUT.” He turned towards the bewildered actors “Lets take 15 people” The actors nodded and scampered off from Mikhails wrath.
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The bell rang and everyone ran out. Chris sat there waiting for the teacher to yell at him.
The teacher came over and kneeled down in front of him. "Chris what is wrong with you? I mean the last time you were like this it was when your parents passed away." She said with a sad expression on her face. "I don't know Miss. Crabtree. I'm just not feeling school anymore." Chris said looking at his desk. "Well Chris you only have a little over a month left of school and then you graduate because you did a lot of extra classes before the accident." She said as she stood up. "Now go I will see you on Monday." She said as she waved him out the door. Chris quickly grabbed his stuff and ran out of the door. "Damn it I'm late." He said as he got into his car. "He's gonna have my head." Chris said as he sped his way to the coffee shop. He got the coffee and drove to the studio. He made it to the studio gate. "Hey Phil." Chris said showing his badge. "Hello Chris, you better be careful he's on the warpath today." Phil said as he lifted up the gate. "Great." Chris said as he drove in. He found a parking spot and ran into the studio. "I'm sorry I'm late Mr. Kurgokov, my teacher wanted to talk to me." Chris said as he handed him the coffee. |
Mikhail looked at the coffee then he glanced at the boy. Who ever in human resources took pity on this boy would know the wrath of Mikhail, especially since he couldn’t afford this tardiness. “Time is money, Chris, you know damn well I can’t shoot a decent scene with out my coffee. “ He really just wanted the oral fixation to sedate his habit. It helped him keep it secret. Drawing the cup to his lips he took a sip of the bitter liquid. “And it’s cold…” He turned towards Chris. It wasn’t cold per say but lukewarm coffee was not good either. “What did your teacher want to talk about?” he asked idly watching the actors on set review some of the lines they were getting wrong. |
"I know sir, and I'm sorry." Chris said looking down. "I'm really sorry I will go and make you a pot of coffee." Chris said ready to walk away. "I've just been zoning out in class, I just have a little over a month before I graduate." Chris said looking up to Mikhail with bright eyes. "And the last time I zoned out like this was when..." Chris stopped talking. "I'm sorry I will go and get you a new coffee." Chris said as he ran off.
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He simply shook his head as he reached out to grab the boy. He was already beyond his grasp. Shaking his head he turned back to the actors on set, before checking his watch. The cast’s 15 was almost up but then he decided what the hell. “Alright people lets have lunch.” The actors looked at him in surprise, but he shrugged it off. He trailed after Chris. “Chris… you can’t just talk to me in incomplete sentences.” He said coming up behind the boy. “If you keep zoning out you might not pass your classes and then not graduate. I’d like to be able to hire you full time.” |
Chris got to the coffee machine, and started to make the coffee. Chris leaned on the table and sighed. "Way to go Chris you almost slipped up again." He whispered to himself. He jumped when he heard Mikhail speaking. "I... I'm sorry sir. I just don't know why I bring certain things up." He said as he turned around. "I'm trying not to zone out sir. That would be great sir." Chris said as he laced his fingers. He looked at the coffee pot, "Your coffee will be ready shortly sir." He said as he grabbed a coffee cup.
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He gently grabbed, Chris’s hand to prevent him from making another cup of coffee. Perhaps he was being to hard on him considering his home situation. But he was pretty sure that HR hired him for his resilience as well, for it took a special crew to put with Mikhail’s diva-ish commands. “No more coffee, I’m letting every one go for lunch. What’s say you and I discuss this further over a sandwich?” He was trying to get the boy to calm down instead of spazzing out. |
Chris was shocked when Mikhail grabbed his hand. "Sorry, only if I buy." He said trying to put on a smile. "I can't believe I just did that in front of him." Chris thought punishing himself. "I need to stop bringing my problems to work." He continued to punish himself while waiting for Mikhail response.
[{Sorry it's so short, and did you find a pic for Mikhail?}] |
Mikhail just laughed. Even though he made a bigger salary then his part time stooge he was not about to let his pride down. He would simply take the check before the boy had a chance to pay and conveniently forget that he ever agreed to letting him pay. "Agreed then." He removed his hand using it to his rustle Chris's hair. "You'd better eat well, I have a lot of errands I need you to do when we get back" With that he stopped messing with the boys hair and simple let the weight of his hand press down on his head.
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"Hey now do you know how long it takes for me to do my hair?" Chris asked a little annoyed. "Trust me I can eat well." Chris said with a smile. "Let's go, oh by the way I'm also driving." Chris said as he ducked down and ran towards the door. "I think you will be surprised by my car." He said with a cute smile. He waited for Mikhail at the door. When Mikhail caught up to him he walked towards his car. A few feet from his car he pulled out his keys and unlocked the doors. "Here is my beautiful Ford Mustang." Chris said opening his arms. "If it was legal I would marry her." Chris said as he got in the car.
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(( >E I hate it when this site logs me off ))
Mikhail watched the boy molest his car. He tipped his sun glasses to get a better view of the car then jauntily said "Mines bigger then yours." With a smirk on his lips he opened the passenger set to the car and slid in. "Speaking of Legal, should you be driving?" He asked turning a stern glare at Chris. He would hate if he would have to save chris in some unfortunate car accident. "To the Olive Garden on 34th" He said rolling down his window all the way so that he could enjoy the wind. |
"Well maybe next time we can measure them." Chris said with a wink. "Sir the driving age is sixteen, and I'm seventeen." He said with a smile. "Here we go." Chris said as he started to back up.
Phil saw Chris driving up and lifted up the gate. Chris waved as he passed by the booth. When he made it to the end of the driveway he looked at Mikhail. "You might wanna hang on." He said with a boyish smile as he stepped on the gas and sped out onto the road. "So Olive Garden on 34th huh?" Chris asked as he turned a corner. About ten minutes of silence and he pulled into the parking lot. "Here we be." He said as he pulled into a stall. "Just a second I have to go to the bathroom." Chris said as he went inside. {When you sign in hit remember me before you sign in and it wont log you out.} |
While the boy slipped off to the bathroom, Mikhail thought it would be best if he actually went and found his lunch. His reminder that the boy wasn't legal some what killed his appetite for real food. He searched around the parking lot, quickly finding an alley way that he could hide in. He soon found an unsuspecting victim, rummaging through the trash for his own lunch. It was not ideal for he never knew what kinds of germs homeless person's carried but it would due. Walking up to the man, he offered him a few bills out of kindness, then grabbed the mans face before he could resist. Wordlessly Mikhail drew the poor man toward him, then drained home. Moments later he was waiting inside the Olive gardens waiting area, looking around for Chris. He had already gotten them a table near a window.
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"Ok Chris be good." Chris said to himself. He washed his hands and walked out of the bathroom. He walked up to Mikhail. "Sorry I kept you waiting sir." Chris said looking down. Chris looked around and saw a few people in the restaurant.
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He shook his head. "Relax Chris please," The man rubbed his forehead as he walked to the table taking a seat near the window. "I don't need high strung people around me, especially my personal assistant." It was his way of telling him that he need not be so frantic all the time. "If you get the job that Is." He Propped his elbows on the table folding his fingers into each other then rested his head on his hands, while a waiter came to take their drinks.
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"I'm trying sir." Chris said with a nervous smile. Chris followed Mikhail to the table. He sat across from his boss. "Sorry, if it helps you I would make sure all of your needs are met." Chris said looking down at the table. "If you don't give me the job I understand sir." He said with a little reluctance in his voice.
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Mikhail watched the boy with a small delight as he was still spazzing out, but his face held a look of disbelief. “And what about your own needs? You seem to keep coming to work and school with something on your mind… “ He looked at the waiter as the girl came to get their drink order. He waited for her to go away immediately expecting Chris’s answer.
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Chris jumped when Mikhail asked that. "Um what do you mean sir?" He asked slightly nervous. "It he talking about my parents or the other thing?" He asked himself hoping it was the first.
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He watched them jump laughed and said “That is what I mean, what is on your mind? You’d better spill the beans now because I wont have it later… It could potentially get you fired.” He added that last bit with a dangerous glare. Television was not a business to be dealt with lightly.
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"It's not much sir, it's almost the anniversary of my parents deaths." Chris said with a little frown. "In two weeks actually." He said looking at his watch.
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He studied the boy, he seemed anxious about something else other than his parent’s death. Mikhail realized as he asked his next question that he didn’t really know much about Chris. “How did they die?”
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"It was a car accident. They were heading home from my dad's Christmas party. And they got hit by a drunk driver, they were both instantly killed." Chris said looking down at the table. "It was scary that night when the cops came." He said as he remembered that night.
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Mikhail reached out in an effort to comfort the boy. He himself had experienced many loved ones that died over his life time."You are not alone in the world, Chris. The Cast thinks of you as family, anything you need from us including time off, you have it." He gave his hand a little squeeze.
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Chris felt a shiver go up his spine as Mikhail squeezed his hand. "Thank you for that, everything will be fine it always is." He said with a small smile. "Anyway." He said as his face got a little red. Chris tried to shake off his sadness.
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Mikhail twisted his head, and looked at Chris. He didn't move his hand even though it made the boy nervous or trying to avoid the subject. He supposed he was just thankful that the waiter brought by some bread sticks and their drinks. Asking if they were ready to order. Mikhail sat back in his seat asking for some chicken pasta.
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"Um I will have shrimp Alfredo please." Chris said a little red in the face. When the waiter left he looked up to Mikhail. "So what do you like to do for fun?" He asked trying to get rid of the awkward silence.
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Mikhail raised an eyebrow, he smirked “Why Chris I make porn, we actually have an opening on that set if you want to switch profession.” He winked. “We need a new fluffer the last one got a dislocated jaw.” He laughed taking a sip of his drink. “No really, I like to travel when I get fun time, but my life is pretty much dictated by the show.”
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Chris's mouth dropped when Mikhail said that. "Oh um that sounds cool, I've never been out of the states, actually I've never been out of the state." He said taking a drink, to occupy his mouth. He cleared his throat, "Where have you traveled to?" Chris asked as he put the cup down.
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Mikhail sat back in his seat. "All over, Where would you like to go, because I have a surprise I haven't announced to the cast. You know how the next plot arch is for Corinna to search for Vladimir across the world while meeting other dangerous vampires?" He leaned in closer to Chris "Well we are going to be shooting on location where ever Corina needs to be, so where you want to go I can have the writers work it into the plot." He winked at Chris slyly.
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Chris nodded, "Well my ex-boyfriend went to Paris and he showed me pictures. It was beautiful, so how about Paris, France?" He asked, noticing that he mentioned his last boyfriend. "Crap, good job Chris." He thought to himself.
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"Boyfriend?" Mikhail let a bemused smirk cross his face, perhaps that was the other reason the boy was so spazzy. He laughed a little. "I can show you things in Paris that are much better then a picture..." then he mumbled as the waitress come with their orders "and I can be a much better boyfriend."
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"I would love to." Chris said with a smile. "Maybe you can do something with the Eiffel Tower. He said musing over seeing Paris. "Well maybe we could see if you would make a good boyfriend." He said with a wink. "What am I doing he is my boss." Chris thought to himself as he mentally slapped himself.
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