i’m the one on the left but please ignore my stupid face and just look at how gorgeous holland is, she called us cuties and i was internally screaming.
SO ME AND JASMIN MET
RAE HOLLAND TODAY AND I’M LOSING MY DAMN FUCKING MIND SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL IN PERSON LIKE HOW DARE SHE..
Evening was hitting New York, clouding over the Sun and dampening the city as the light faded away behind the tall buildings. There was something about dusk that pleased her: the promise of darkness, or the realization that the brightest of days would always fall into darker times.
She was still relatively new to the mission she had been thrown into yet easily assimilated herself with all the information given to her. Her orders as stated was to find her target and eliminate then, she considered it as simple child’s play.
Natsumi had been tracking the geneticist since the end of his speech at the New York Hall of Science. This man, William Sanders, had a reputation of shedding a bad light on post-humans whenever it came to his presentations. Of course most of his “scientific facts” had materialized from his own hostility against them. Put a man in a white lab coat and people would believe anything that came out of their mouth.
She kept a steady distance as she trailed behind the man, easily noticeable with the squealing delights emanating from a young boy swinging on his shoulders. Both his wife and son had come in support on an important day for him, a shame she thought, they’d fall victims to her stunt as well. With an asset like his little boy she would have expected a family man like him to do as little as possible to provoke her kind.
As they neared the crosswalk she readied herself, his fate would be met by the oncoming truck at the other end of the street. One flick of the wrist and it would be sent swerving his way, resulting in what witnesses were sure to confirm as a tragic “accident.”
The sound of a hand connecting with her face sent a resounding crack around the empty room once more, she winced as the pain soared through her body, the chair she was tied to rocking back from the force. Her cheek was red, raw with agony and mixing with the blood trickling from her nose. Her breaths slowed while her mind attempted to focus on the mens voices over the unbearable ringing in her ears. A low chuckle erupts from her throat while her head lolls back. In this situation all she could do was laugh. Laugh at her own vulnerability and futility. It was sickening.
A loud crash snaps her out of her haze and her body jolts for a moment preparing itself for another wave of pain. Instead, there is shouting and a loud bang, as if someones trying to break in. Through her blurry vision she can only make out the figures frantically moving into action, and then one approaches her. Something cold presses in to her temple, gun, her mind deadpans.
[Random fan] WHAT WAS IT LIKE HAVING A SEX SCENE WITH THE DJ!?!
[giggles and hides her face.] Andrew’s a great and funny guy, we messed up a couple of times because he wouldn’t stop making me laugh so we had to do a lot of takes. I confess it was probably the first time I had to do something like that so he was trying to help me get over my nerves and make me feel as comfortable as possible.The director was a little annoyed about all the takes but it was still a good time, I’m lucky I got to work with a nice person like him.
[tweet] i wish rinko kikuchi played nat.. @natsumichan is a hot mess lmao
[reads out loud, then looks at the camera] Oh, that makes me a little sad..I’m sorry you feel that way, I’ll improve I swear I won’t let my fans down!
@natsumichan: beach photoshoot and i found a little friend, kawaii! (^ ・ω ・^)