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cliche_bingo, we have nutrek RPF gen.
top center: fairy tales & folklore
Zach and Karl are passing a bag of carrots between them, watching filming. It's the scene with the space jump onto the drilling platform over Vulcan, and John and Chris are done up in their shiny jumpsuits, which was way too good to pass up. On set, JJ is talking earnestly to Chris and John about how to more effectively murder Romulan guards, and they're sitting there staring up at him like kindergarteners.
Zach could watch this all day.
Karl was with him when he sat down, but has become distracted chatting with Anton about the gig he's got coming up after this. It's going to be a tough role, apparently, and a tough movie to sell. Zach's only half listening, but Anton is giving Karl the big eyes and nodding away. Zach privately suspects he's harboring the world's biggest crush on Karl, which, okay, who could blame him when Karl is Karl? Hello, hotness.
And then, Anton fucks up.
Karl's describing a stunt he signed on for, wirework of some kind. Anton pats him on the shoulder, commiserating. "That sounds tough," he tells Karl sincerely. "Best of luck with it."
The bottom drops out of Zach's stomach. He turns to stare at Anton, and is horrified to see him standing still. Karl is wearing Zach's exact expression, and Anton is looking back at them, completely confused.
Then from the set comes a strident voice. "Whoa, whoa, just a second, man, I'll be right back." Zach looks and sees Chris jumping up, blue space suit tight across his shoulders as he hops down off the platform and comes over to their chairs looking wide-eyed and disbelieving. "Did I just hear what I thought I heard?" he asks, pointing a finger at each of them in turn. "Who was it?"
Zach immediately points at Anton, as does Karl.
"Who was it!" John calls.
J.J. shakes his head and puts his hands up. "I'm just, I'm gonna give you guys a minute, and then we'll come back." He stalks off, muttering under his breath about actors.
"What'd I do?" Anton asks, his voice coming up into the high registers. "I was just talking with Karl about his m-"
Chris leaps at him and claps a blue hand over his mouth, his face serious and stern. "Don't say another word. Here's what's gonna happen. We're gonna go find an exit, you are gonna go out it and I am gonna close the door. There you will turn around three times and spit, and then you are gonna knock on the door and ask me if you can come back inside, you got it?"
Carefully, he eases his hand away. Anton looks around at them like they're all insane, though Zach can't imagine why. He's the one who said good luck in a theater. Or, well, a soundstage. Whatever.
Chris frog-marches him to the side of the building and Zach cups his hand to his mouth. "It was Anton! Chris's got it under control!"
"Thank God," John scowls.
cliche_bingo, we have nutrek RPF gen.top center: fairy tales & folklore
Zach and Karl are passing a bag of carrots between them, watching filming. It's the scene with the space jump onto the drilling platform over Vulcan, and John and Chris are done up in their shiny jumpsuits, which was way too good to pass up. On set, JJ is talking earnestly to Chris and John about how to more effectively murder Romulan guards, and they're sitting there staring up at him like kindergarteners.
Zach could watch this all day.
Karl was with him when he sat down, but has become distracted chatting with Anton about the gig he's got coming up after this. It's going to be a tough role, apparently, and a tough movie to sell. Zach's only half listening, but Anton is giving Karl the big eyes and nodding away. Zach privately suspects he's harboring the world's biggest crush on Karl, which, okay, who could blame him when Karl is Karl? Hello, hotness.
And then, Anton fucks up.
Karl's describing a stunt he signed on for, wirework of some kind. Anton pats him on the shoulder, commiserating. "That sounds tough," he tells Karl sincerely. "Best of luck with it."
The bottom drops out of Zach's stomach. He turns to stare at Anton, and is horrified to see him standing still. Karl is wearing Zach's exact expression, and Anton is looking back at them, completely confused.
Then from the set comes a strident voice. "Whoa, whoa, just a second, man, I'll be right back." Zach looks and sees Chris jumping up, blue space suit tight across his shoulders as he hops down off the platform and comes over to their chairs looking wide-eyed and disbelieving. "Did I just hear what I thought I heard?" he asks, pointing a finger at each of them in turn. "Who was it?"
Zach immediately points at Anton, as does Karl.
"Who was it!" John calls.
J.J. shakes his head and puts his hands up. "I'm just, I'm gonna give you guys a minute, and then we'll come back." He stalks off, muttering under his breath about actors.
"What'd I do?" Anton asks, his voice coming up into the high registers. "I was just talking with Karl about his m-"
Chris leaps at him and claps a blue hand over his mouth, his face serious and stern. "Don't say another word. Here's what's gonna happen. We're gonna go find an exit, you are gonna go out it and I am gonna close the door. There you will turn around three times and spit, and then you are gonna knock on the door and ask me if you can come back inside, you got it?"
Carefully, he eases his hand away. Anton looks around at them like they're all insane, though Zach can't imagine why. He's the one who said good luck in a theater. Or, well, a soundstage. Whatever.
Chris frog-marches him to the side of the building and Zach cups his hand to his mouth. "It was Anton! Chris's got it under control!"
"Thank God," John scowls.
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Date: 2009-06-24 12:29 am (UTC)*clappity!*
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Date: 2009-06-24 12:44 am (UTC)ilu, habibi. <333333333
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Date: 2009-06-24 12:56 am (UTC)Okay, so Anton's the baby of the group and is all impressionable and starry-eyed, but I kind of want the fic where he's being adorable and impressed and everyone in the cast is just tripping over their feet for him. ♥
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Date: 2009-06-24 12:58 am (UTC)::goes to read::
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Date: 2009-06-24 01:03 am (UTC)Theaterites, man. &hearts
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Date: 2009-06-24 02:19 am (UTC)(Things that are fun: setting up all the ladders during strike so that it takes twice as long to walk around all of them as it would to just duck under.)
(Also fun: this fic.)
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Date: 2009-06-24 03:46 am (UTC)glad you liked it! <333
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Date: 2009-06-24 03:48 am (UTC)(AND HOW COULD ANTON NOT KNOW??????)
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Date: 2009-06-24 06:44 am (UTC)I work in a theatre - if it's not appropriate to say toi toi toi or break a leg, we simply say "have fun!" ;-)
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Date: 2009-06-24 08:22 pm (UTC)Does Anton get a nastygram on his cell phone the next day from Christian Bale?
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Date: 2009-06-24 08:24 pm (UTC)cast shenanigans are delight! thanks for reading. <3333
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Date: 2009-06-28 08:05 am (UTC)Poor Anton, so young and not in the know.
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Date: 2009-06-28 08:28 am (UTC)thanks for reading!
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Date: 2009-06-28 06:04 pm (UTC)thanks for reading!
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