[Akira is. . . obviously not meant for the life of a star. not with the way he keeps getting passed over for roles in these elaborate new blockbusters with the excuse of being "too average." that's an insult that would cut through the heart of any fledgling thespian. . . though honestly? he doesn't mind it! Akira thinks it's actually kind of funny, especially since he hadn't signed up to be scouted in the first place. and if the Golden Peacock was finally going to leave him (mostly) alone while it tried to lure others into that faux-Hollywood lifestyle, then he'd take the peace and quiet. sometimes it pays to fly under the radar!]
[. . .]
[to. . . mostly fly under the radar]
[unfortunately, his otherwise plain appearance doesn't go completely unnoticed, as these production crews need assistants to cater to their talent, don't they? on more the one occasion, poor Akira finds himself recruited to tend to the cast's whims by bringing them snacks, coffee, bottles of water, or anything else they might desire. this. . . was one such occasion]
[nobody gives him a name of the next Dragon Lord to be. they only describe her as "fierce" and "powerful." proper traits for a Dragon Lord of a blockbuster movie, he supposes? but that's why he is only half paying attention when the director calls the scene, head thrown back slightly as he sips on some water, only partially interested in everything going on around him]
[. . . and then the "Dragon Lord" waltzes out from behind a cave wall, and. . .]
[his spittake is so loud there's no way it doesn't somehow make it onto the footage. a few other members of the staff give him disgusted looks, while another grumbles Can't you keep it to yourself until the scene is finished? under their breath. but Akira can't help himself. can't help the way he stares in open-mouthed shock, knuckles pressed against his lips, features slack. this?? is the new Dragon Lord???]
5!
[. . .]
[to. . . mostly fly under the radar]
[unfortunately, his otherwise plain appearance doesn't go completely unnoticed, as these production crews need assistants to cater to their talent, don't they? on more the one occasion, poor Akira finds himself recruited to tend to the cast's whims by bringing them snacks, coffee, bottles of water, or anything else they might desire. this. . . was one such occasion]
[nobody gives him a name of the next Dragon Lord to be. they only describe her as "fierce" and "powerful." proper traits for a Dragon Lord of a blockbuster movie, he supposes? but that's why he is only half paying attention when the director calls the scene, head thrown back slightly as he sips on some water, only partially interested in everything going on around him]
[. . . and then the "Dragon Lord" waltzes out from behind a cave wall, and. . .]
[his spittake is so loud there's no way it doesn't somehow make it onto the footage. a few other members of the staff give him disgusted looks, while another grumbles Can't you keep it to yourself until the scene is finished? under their breath. but Akira can't help himself. can't help the way he stares in open-mouthed shock, knuckles pressed against his lips, features slack. this?? is the new Dragon Lord???]
-- Makoto?!
[WHY ARE YOU RUINING THE TAKE, AKIRA]