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Dec 22, 2014 12:56:27 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2014 12:56:27 GMT -5
 Her life finally seemed to have real meaning again now that she had Romulus back in her life and by her side once more. She'd really missed his love and affection for her he made her feel alive and with purpose giving her something to truly live for again. Not that she was unhappy before really she'd always loved and enjoyed her work a lot but that couldn't hide the fact that she was lonely and a little depressed whenever she saw other couples human or otherwise there was nothing more she wanted than to have that again and finally she did again. Already she was dreaming of the potential future she could have with her mate Romulus someday they'd get married when the time was right and have children of their own. Romulus seemed to want them but he didn't seem a little anxious as well like he might not be a good father but she did her best to reassure him that he would do just fine. He was busy with his job he had what exactly that was she didn't know but she wished him luck nonetheless and not expecting him back too soon she decided to visit the movie set to go over her lines and upcoming scenes by going over her script quite thoroughly. She was an expert on Japanese culture or well at least the time period she came from but that didn't seem to be enough for the director who decided to contact a local museum curator for historical help on their movie concering the samurai time period of Japan which for once did leave Myra rather clueless the most she knew about that was the stories her father told her of when he was supposedly a samurai himself though her mother always said he was just making up stories really. She'd give anything to see them again and have them back but things happened for a reason and if they never had then she would've never met Romulus leading her to believe that some blessings were worth the tragedies that brought them upon someone and she wouldn't give anything to go back and undo what had transpired that was just how much she truly cared about Romulus now and how much more important the future with him was to her as she sat there flipping through her script some now and yawned a little now as she flipped to the next page for her most current scene now. |
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Jan 2, 2015 18:36:35 GMT -5
Post by Naomi Beaumont on Jan 2, 2015 18:36:35 GMT -5
Naomi knew nothing about Japanese culture. At least on a educational level. Sure, the 5,000 year old had spent her fair share of time in Japan during various time periods but never really took an interest in preserving it as much as she did her own. Granted Naomi cherished all cultures and valued their customs and treasures just as much as the Egyptians, but being a native of the desert land herself she couldn’t help but feel a personal obligation to her home country. Nonetheless with the title Museum Director came the odd job or two to require her attention, expert or not, and being someone who at least had enough personal experience with the time period she eventually agreed.
Unsure of where she was supposed to be she walked into the set with eyes wandering. She wasn’t exactly sure who was in charge but she figured someone here would know and walked up to a woman with hair of snow. ”Excuse me. I’m the Museum Director here for the consultation; could you possibly direct me to whoever is in charge?” she asked, though her curiosity started to take over her brain and before the woman could answer Naomi interrupted her. ”Um…I hope you don’t mind me asking but….is that your natural hair color?” Though to most it would be considered a stupid question as most actors undertook extreme physical changes just to match the role they played, yet her hair didn’t appear dyed or even fake. The vibrancy was actually quite stunning as like a nosy feline had to know her secret.
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Jan 2, 2015 20:09:30 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2015 20:09:30 GMT -5
This was Myra's first time actually directing her own movie for a change and thought it would be easy but she soon found out it was anything but easy. With a movie like this set in old Japan a time long before her own with samurai she soon found herself in a pickle. She'd been sheltered most of her childhood back home in Kyoto Japan. Being a werewolf her parents were afraid of letting her mingle and live amongst humans and so they kept her home with them and homeschooled her while they lived their life of seclusion as they did. What she knew of Japan's history before her birth was what little she learned from the old books her parents would find for her it was sad really she knew more about Italian history from the time spent with Romulus in Italy than she did her own native country's history but lately she had decided to buy history books on her country but she'd yet to get to the part about the age of samurai. So she had her assistant director some american guy named George call the local museum and see if the director or owner there could help her out at all. She was told a woman named Naomi Beaumont would be dropping by today to see her and so she sat there waiting looking at her script for potential revisions when she picked up a scent a werecat that much was clear but what type she couldn't be sure but it hardly bothered her or made her feel threatened and looked up at the approaching footsteps behind her now and looked back to find a woman there eyes meeting hers as she inquired about who was in charge here and smiled as she stood now and turned around to face her now but before she could answer she was interrupted with a second question about her hair color now and it's autheniticy of it's origins. "Oh hai yes that is me the one in charge Myra Snow," she repleid giving her a slight bow and lower of her head now. "And yes this my natural hair color. Some kind of defective gene that runs in my mother's side of the family in the women or maybe in just me I can't recall too well." Myra replied smiling sheepishly as she shrugged it off it didn't matter really. She loved her hair as it was and wouldn't change it anytime soon. "I'm glad you could make it I assume you're Naomi Beaumont the one George spoke to yesterday?" Myra asked now clasping her hands together over her stomach now.
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Jan 16, 2015 19:51:26 GMT -5
Post by Naomi Beaumont on Jan 16, 2015 19:51:26 GMT -5
Snow. The name fit her that was for sure. It was almost coincidental, or intentional. Regardless Naomi found the play on words clever. Though her appearance may have gave away a hint of her genealogy her posture and gesture gave away much more. Most young people of oriental descent didn't follow the same rules as Naomi had once came to learn during her time in Japan but she seemed different. Like the curtsey of the bow was a natural habit to her. The smell of wolf that hung around her also gave something about her away and like Sherlock Holmes she fitted the pieces together, well sort of anyways. The wolf had to have been old, though just how old was uncertain. She must not be from the Feudal era or else she wouldn't have called someone else.
"Yes, that's right. I'm here to do your bidding basically." she laughed teasingly, hoping the woman had a sense of humor. "Anything you need of me I'm here. Though I will admit, I'm not all too familiar with Japanese culture but I've worked with dozens of experts who are and I'm sure I can help in the best way I can. Between you and me I'm actually surprised I was asked to come here considering I focus on Egyptian culture. Though, I am more than happy to offer my services. If fact, where would you like me to start?" she said with eager eyes, ready to help despite her lack of expertise.
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Jan 16, 2015 23:17:42 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2015 23:17:42 GMT -5
A little of both Myra had to supposed it'd been snowing when she was born so it was coincidence maybe but her mother intentionally chose the middle name as a reminder of her favorite thing which was snow. After their death and to reinvent herself she dropped her last name and made her middle name her last name and it was simple so it was easy for most to remember even if it didn't sound oriental hearing her speak or looking at her was enough to show she was asian to some degree. It was a little sad and pathetic to herself that she didn't know much about her history but it wasn't really her fault. She was mostly homeschooled in a time where schools weren't as big as they were now in smaller villages and well her family couldn't afford much or to send her to a real school. They had to make do back then but lately she was buying more and more books on history and such to educate herself better at least on her own culture and people's histories but at least she knew enough to get by in movies until now when she decided to direct her own. Most actors were asian american so they didn't know much more than she did sadly and she felt embarrassed to go to Japan and ask people there for history lessons. By scent she could Naomi was a werecat but what kind she could only wonder and ask about really if it didn't seem like something that would bother it didn't with her unless a human found out about her. "Well I am a Diva so I suppose that is unfortunate for you," Myra replied before giggling a bit and shaking her head. "I am only kidding I am hardly that self-centered but I am most glad you decided to come. You really must tell me some stories about Egypt sometime I'd really like to hear about it," Myra replied shooting her a friendly smile now before she was asked where they would start now and straightened out her skirt a little now. "Well my movie involves the samurai period a great abttle between two who are brothers so mainly that really," Myra replied looking back to Naomi now. She didn't seem too much of an expert on her culture and more around Egypt's history but hopefully as a history buff she knew enough to help her out here to finish her script once and for all for this movie.
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Feb 16, 2015 12:13:59 GMT -5
Post by Naomi Beaumont on Feb 16, 2015 12:13:59 GMT -5
"Oh! I loved the Samurai period!" Despite being an expert on Egypt she had traveled through out the centuries and had experienced first hand the age of the Samurai. It wasn't exactly a pleasant experience but it would give Myra enough to go off of for her movie and remain authentic in the process. Naomi had never been a big fan of cinema, considering the amount of lies they feed to people but movies that held authenticity were easier to watch than others. Her eyes scanned the area and spotted a rack of costumes. "Are these the costumes?" She asked as she made her way towards it. "Oh these are nice. I love the bold colors." She admired the fabric, pulling at the sleeve to get a closer look and rubbed her fingers against the fabric. "I would suggest adding another layer under the leather armor, also helps add a few extra pounds to make them seem a tad bigger." Already she was getting to work, suggesting what she think would be best for authenticity.
"Tell me more about this story you're telling. Are they fighting because of their masters, or is it possibly over a girl? Oh I just love epic romance movies." She asked with excitement in her eyes, always having been a sucker for romance. The more she thought about it the more she became excited for this movie and even as old school as she was couldn't wait to see the finished product.
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Feb 16, 2015 13:08:31 GMT -5
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"My mother owned an actual bow from that time period I keep it at home safely locked up so nothing happen to it," Myra replied smiling back at Naomi now. The way she spoke of it it was like she had actually been there and seen it in action. She was a were of some kind as noted by her scent so it was possible she could've seen a lot of things in her life however old she was she'd barely seen much in her own life she was barely over a hundred years old now. She was a sucker for romance movies and asian movies like the ones Bruce Lee made when he was alive when it came to the cinemas. She didn't really care much for any other type of movies she really couldn't wrap her head around most of it like these superhero movies. She did find it amusing any movies made about werewolves so many different movies and shows had been made depicting her kind in so many different ways now humans had quite the imagination indeed. Naomi seemed like the type of woman who would enjoy the movies that tended to be more authentic or based on a true story usually based on an actual human's life or history of some other culture like the Greeks in 300. She'd smile sheepishly as the woman seemed to get so excited at seeing the costumes nearby now looking like a kid in a candy store now or so the saying went. "Yes and they are authentic to I want my movie to be as authentic and accurate as possible to the time peoid of the samurai." she replied watching as Naomi moved to examine them more closely seeming to quite love and admire them now. "Oh that sounds like a good idea really they were known to look rather big in size I assume because of their armor," she replied nodding in agreement with Naomi. She couldn't picture a small weakling looking guy being a samurai she imagined the men were a little big and quite fit to be a samurai. "Well it starts out as a rivalry for their master's praise. Then one of them kills the master when he isn't acknowledged as his best pupil. The good student doesn't seek reveng at first and falls in love with a girl but when she is kidnapped he seeks to rescue her and get revenge when he finds out he is responsilbe for their master's death." Myra replied smiling at Naomi and hands her one of the scripts now. In a sense it was an epic romance movie foull of action packed fight scenes and the typical romance story of boy meets girl and falls head over heels with each other. She really wanted to believe her movie once finished would be a big success. Naomi Beaumont
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