[ Much to his chagrin, Minato's realizing he's horribly out of shape now that he's not fighting his way through Tartarus each night. It's been barely ten minutes of sprinting and he's already out of breath. Maybe he should hit the fitness center at Beak sometime, just in case he lands in a similar situation in the future.

Or maybe the issue is he's not used to running in a pair of Mary Janes and a full French maid uniform.

Surely there were other guests wandering around in more salacious costume? Wouldn't they make for more interesting and more valuable photographs for the horde of paparazzi chasing after him? Maybe this was his punishment for thinking, after getting accosted by by the costuming staff, he could sneak out the back of the costume department undetected.

He makes a turn towards a group of honeywagons to try and lose the crowd, shoving one of them open and slamming the door behind him shut and ducking down. It's occupied already; he sees the other resident out of the corner of his eye, so he presses an index finger against his lips. Sorry, he'll try to explain later once the coast is clear... ]

[ Background actor. Okay. Easy enough. All he needs to do is wander about as part of the ghostly fairy forest scenery. The set's on break though, which Minato chooses to spend wandering about out of curiosity.

This forest is... startlingly realistic. The attention to detail is downright impressive, as though these plants were directly uprooted from the Cloudtop Gardens. At least, the trees certainly seemed quite real. Minato leans a hand against one of them, running his palm across its bark. As far as he can tell, it's probably a real tree.

If that was the case, did it mean the flowers blooming nearby were genuine too? He crouches near them, reaching out to carefully smooth his thumb over one of its pollen-coated petals. He's ignorant to the dangers of inhaling the thick pollen haze hovering in the air, merely operating under the assumption that it must be Perfectly Normal Pollen from Perfectly Normal Flowers. So he withdraws his hand, shakes it free of the pollen dusting his thumb, and goes on his way.

By the time he wanders back to the group of extras, there's an unusual pallor in his face as cold sweat gathers on his brow. ...maybe he's just exhausted from the long day, and his vision blurring at the edges is probably associated with that. ]

[ Minato blinks at the sign posted on the wall. ]

"Actors beware: get to filming if you want your bank accounts to live"...?

[ While he looks just mildly perturbed, in truth Minato's balking inside. Technically, he didn't actually want to be here, but how could he say no to the weepy smalltime director who'd gotten down on his knees and groveled at him to play a role in his film? The film he'd allegedly spent seven whole years penning its script?

Minato's soft. He can't say no to someone's passion project, even if it involved starring in some sketchy porno. There's a copy of the script on the desk. The set lies just beyond the door to the right. Minato sighs and takes his copy of the script. ]

It's just a rehearsal, so... I didn't get the chance to read anything in advance ...how bad is it?

[ It's disrespectful to drift off during a movie, but maybe Minato can be forgiven just this time. Whether it's Lord of the Wings or Space Warblers, it's all the same to him. Maybe they shouldn't have made the bed-seat so comfortable if they didn't want their premiere guests to start nodding off.

His own gift bag is tucked off to the side of the seat, but perhaps his seatmate's isn't out of reach. The rustling sound of plastic wrap from the chocolate truffles and fancy popcorn will probably be enough to wake him up. Or maybe you're digging around in your own gift bag and, upon drawing the random sex toy out of it, feel compelled to nudge him awake to ask his opinion on it.

Or you can let him nap. That's okay too. ]

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