Model Auditions 03/06 'De Lespinasse'

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Model auditions

Eleonore De Lespinasse

Invites all local male and female models to come try out for the grand opening “Spring Fashion Week” where Miz’ Eleonore will show off her newest fashions and trends that have already been the toast of Europe’s finest…you will have a day of fitting and modeling top exhibits, you will get to walk down the runway strutting and showing off your stuff. Eleonore and a few other designers will personally be looking on, if your good enough and hired you will be hosted in ‘Wild Fashions Weekly’ magazine as well as receive a contract with the ‘De Lespinasse’ clothes line.

Thank you

Lespinasse

#nosmileys

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Highering R-play of Deveron Van Zoryvich

Deveron

Enters as silent as the grave, or a passing shadow, He steps into the room closing the door softly so as not to disturb you. He held his file in his hand, portfolio containing his past work. You and your line were at the top of the list, and when you have an eternity, keeping yourself occupied wasn’t always a bad thing…<br>
Eleonore

She lifts a hand to pick up a glass of water on her desk her eyes lifting slightly from the file in hand, she almost jumps as she notices a figure in her peripheral vision, she frowns as she turns her gaze toward you…”and you are?” she asks, masking the start you had given her with a sharp and to the point question, she was shocked at how silent you had been, unless you were an assassin…or something worse.

Deveron

Steps from the shadows, he approaches you file in hand, he extends it toward you saying “My name is Deveron I am applying to model” he wasn’t to concerned about being around humans this night, he had fed in access before applying to this place, but he did enjoy the scent of fear that rolled off of you from the moment you realized you were no longer alone…and there was something else…but he didn’t have time to dwell on it yet.

Eleonore

Cleared her throat as she sat up in her chair stiffening a bit, she extended her hand and took the offered portfolio. She flips it open and skims through the photos…her raven eyebrows lifting…”Your work is excellent…” she exclaims unexpectedly, and normally she wouldn’t give out praise, especially in front of potential models, they usually showed up with big heads and didn’t need more encouragements on that score…but the work she was presented with was top rate…”who have you worked for and who is your photographer…these look European and I must say I have never heard of you Deveron…and this surprises me…” she had always prided herself on knowing everyone with potential within this profession. She waves you into a nearby seat without looking up from the portfolio, normally she would have kicked you out without an appointment, but exceptions can be made…<br>
Deveron

He smirked, not that he was really amused as much as not surprised by your surprise, and instead of taking the seat offered he perched upon the edge of your desk bending closer to you, slowly revealing his features within the desks illuminating lamp light. These shades of highlights graced his icy eyes causing them to glitter menacingly. He glanced over your perfect skin and quite lovely features…he wasn’t interested, but within, his dark nature stirred, a lust and desire for beauty, in all its forms…he began to answer your question allowing for a slight hypnosis to creep into his voice…”I have worked privately, that’s why you haven’t heard of me, and as to my photographer that would be”…he doesn’t finish as he had begun to release his aura, allowing for his senses to breath in and taste the smell of your blood, the design was to pleasantly torture himself but the aroma of your blood wasn’t pleasing at all, instead it had a strange tint to it, like it held a toxic element…he pulled back suddenly his face contorting with distaste as his head swam a moment *the effect caused by sniffing pure alcohol* he blinked and eyed you puzzled, he hadn’t felt that sensation in a long time *well since he had drank the blood of a drunk person…<br>
Eleonore

Glances up after being completely awed by the photographers ability to capture much, she felt she had seen into your soul a bit, it was dark, sad, and a frightening place of loneliness…perhaps the images touched her so because she could understand them to an extent…being an assassin she had walked such roads before…she spoke…”It doesn’t matter who your photographer was, your work is excellent, now if you don’t mind filling out paper work and letting me personally give you your run through photo-AD…you can consider yourself hired” she smiled as she gazed up at you.

Deveron

Luckily for him he had composed himself by the time your eyes returned to his face, he also had rung in his vampire aura. First off, so as not to entrap you strongly within his eyes, secondly, he was still feeling odd, do to the pungent element tainting your blood…he wondered what it was, and what you were…even lycons and ware-beasts didn’t have such a ward against vampires…he wasn’t sure what it was, or if it could kill him…most likely not, but it definitely didn’t make you appetizing, especially since he wasn’t overly hungry…he lifts a finger and taps absently at his nose, the smell having faded considerably…”Thank you, and I have no objections…do you wish to do the Photo AD tonight or another time…” he reached out to take the paper work from you as you handed it to him” his icy eyes glittering coldly…he didn’t like surprises, and this city was proving full of them…at least so far he wasn’t too board.

Eleonore

Smiles, a dimple appearing as she handed you the paper work…”I don’t have any other engagements this evening that are at all pressing…we can do it now if you like…” she stood then and waved a hand toward the door as she gracefully side stepped the chair, her hips moving with perfect balance upon the five inch heels.

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***Deveron

His crystal orbs glanced up from perusing the folder he held to watch your movements. He pursed his lips, as he stood, snapping the folder shut he nodded in accord…”what about my work did you find so appealing if you don’t mind the question” he tilted his head slightly…he didn’t really give a damn, but information was always held like currency, despite the fact he preferred silence to conversation.


Eleonore

She lead the way from the office and flicked her wrist indicating the large photos of models exhibiting her wares, “as you can see I am all about color…and despite the fact your are almost devoid of it, the lack of color in your work appeals to me, your look gives it something you don’t find a lot, especially in most fashion circles ware they are all about exotic flare…” she continues to lead you down several twisting turns toward the large photo shoot gallery and stages…she stepped before you into an almost airplane hanger like structure the large space being divided by photographers individual areas of artistic creations, large back drops, lights, and fans dotted the area…”This city is drab, I hope to color it up, but perhaps I am too colorful and will need to wean them in a bit…you may be my key in which to do that… a darker line that slowly transforms to richness of color!” she turns striking a pose as she had grabbed a near by scarf and twirled it about her lithe body, accenting her words.

Deveron

Watched you an almost cynical expression flittering about his features as he cupped his chin eyeing you, not really letting any thoughts take hold within his mind…his soul purpose in taking this job was to keep himself busy, was to keep him away from his thoughts while he was awake…he nodded in accord with your words, if he had cared at all he might have helped strategize with you on how you were going to do that…maybe even offer some advise…but truth was he didn’t care, nor did he really want to listen to you rat off about fashion…this was an occupation to keep him from slipping into the hell of his own mind…he stepped toward you almost menacingly then the last moment swerved by you and heads for the stage…”what are your goals for the shoot tonight?” he asks over his shoulder, true he could have just read your mind, but a part of him liked holding onto the disadvantages that mortality had once given him.

Eleonore

Had stepped back swallowing a bit as you had approached her, she wasn’t sure why she had felt creeped out and a fearful, she was an assassin and used to strong aura’s many of her enemies exuded but their was something different about you, something she knew she probably wouldn’t be able to defeat if crossed…she picks up a camera as you call over you shoulder…” Just want to see how well you take to your surroundings…you can change your clothes if you like, into anything…choose any theme…I want to see you, through this” she indicated the leans as she prepped the camera…<br>
Deveron

Lifted a raven brow in surprise…the photographers, designers, and lets face it plan dumb humans had never given him such an option in the past, even fellow vampires rarely cared about what made you up, let alone what may be lurking inside of you…it had always been about them, what they wanted to express and show, using your body like a bitch…and he wasn’t even sure if you would like what you saw if you could truly see him…”Very well then…” he murmured and walked over to a large table his expert eyes glancing over the props, backdrops and other accessories…<br>
Eleonore

Watched carefully as you set up, her eyes taking in each prop and accessory you chose…she would learn a bit more about you, and would most likely study your pictures more later…She smiled at you as you took your place, music which you selected played over amazing speakers…she lifted the camera to her eye and endeavored to capture your soul…<br>
Deveron

Walked toward his Flat within District Five…the last five hours had been interesting, if not enlightening and amusing…he lifted a cig to his lips, one he couldn’t even fully enjoy due to the fact he didn’t breath, nor feel the effects…it was again a link to the past he wanted to forget but would never be able too…at first he thought this job as a model would help keep his mind away from his past, but instead tonight, through the urgings *though unaware she did so* of that strange woman, with the odd smelling blood had caused him to relive and face a bit of himself, that part he was board of...he flicked the cig, stepped into the shadows, then took to the sky.

Eleonore

Stared at the photos developing in the companies dark room…a frown curved her lips…pain, sorrow, darkness, anger, bitterness, fear, lust, passion, hatred, regret, rage…unfathomable rage…all those emotions could be seen in the pictures before her, but mostly rage…burning in your icy blue eyes…<br>