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[orangetoughguy]

I promise, I promise.

I won't bite.

[ooc: No "I'm a ___." spoilers or crew doubles please?]

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[orangetoughguy]

So I'm a little honest.

The way I hear it some of those in the crowd have been here before.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

Well, it's definitely not Los Angeles. Can't say I've even seen to a place like this before. Not even in pictures.

[orangetoughguy]

You're from LA? So am I. Trust me ain't nothin' like it.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

From Los Angeles too, huh? Which are you -- a native or a transplant?

[orangetoughguy]

Native. You?

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

Grew up on farm, but wanted to be in pictures. I'm one of those stories. With a twist.

[orangetoughguy]

Hey I watch a lot of movies. Give me a name, maybe I've seen it. But what's the twist?

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

If you watch a lot of movies, it's nothing you haven't heard before. A surprise ending, an unexpected betrayal.

[ She almost laughs. ] But you wouldn't have seen me anything. I got written out of the script pretty quick.

[orangetoughguy]

[ That hits a little close to home but he's not going to get specific. ]

Hard time, sorry to hear it. Hollywood ain't all it's cracked up to be anyway, hell I don't even know half the stars on that peace of real estate.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

Ever think of leaving, being native and all?

[orangetoughguy]

Sometimes. I've done it you know, I just left, said "Fuck am I glad to be outta there." then a couple nights later all I could think about was comin' back. She ain't perfect, but neither am I.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

I used to talk myself out of hopping on a bus every night and heading back to the farm. Now I'm not so sure. I think it's about time I stretched my legs.

[orangetoughguy]

LA ain't all about movies and glamor anyway. You don't see a face like this doin' movies, not even independents.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

So what does a face like yours do?

[orangetoughguy]

I'm a grease monkey. [In the City anyway.]

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

Fast cars and even faster bikes?

[orangetoughguy]

Now you're speaking my language.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

Never rode a bike until I got to Hollywood. Tractors, sure, and even drove a truck once or twice -- but a motorcycle? It was a whole different ballgame. Just like everything else about LA.

[ A beat. ] You got a motorcycle, mister?

[orangetoughguy]

Sounds to me you liked it.

[ Another beat. ] Not here, not yet. Mine's safer back home. I mean, shit, here it could turn into a horse any day.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

You're talking to a reformed farmgirl, here. Badmouthing horses doesn't fly.

Though I did have to ditch the bike sooner than I would have liked.

[orangetoughguy]

I got nothing against horses, I just don't think I can handle my ride having a mind of its own.

Why'd you have to ditch it?

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

[ She laughs. ]

I found a better ride.

[orangetoughguy]

Now you've got to tell me what that is.

[vampirelikeme.livejournal.com]

I can't remember the make, but it was one of those fancy kinds that big movie stars ride around in. With a long nose and a driver.

[orangetoughguy]

Which seat was yours?