TELL me I'm not the only one that noticed how showverse Irma is a fantastic actress... please?
Contradiction
Irma wears her heart on her sleeve.
And be it Monday, Thanksgiving or the apocalypse, if Andrew, Vance, Joel, Mike, Greg, or whoever her sleeve-heart belongs to this week, passes next to her… she'll have the same lovestruck expression, the same puppy dog eyes, the same heartbroken tears when she gets rejected.
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Irma is rebellious, but loyal. She gets rejected and scorned; she gets praised and punished. Those few that understand that, say that Irma is, gramatically speaking, a synonym to opposite, and she does nothing to prove them wrong.
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But Irma is also an actress, a fact not known to many. She is in love with camera's and microphones (the same happy love Cornelia has for mirrors, if she's the one reflecting in them), the love so few shares with her; and she uses that remarkable gift to hide things from the questioning eyes of people, and of sun itself.
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In reality, she can afford getting her sleeve-heart broken, because she has a backup-one, locked and reserved for only one person in the depths of her soul. And at night, when all the masks fall down and the theater is closed, she has to play the biggest part of them all; to play herself.
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So then, grammar must be wrong, because there is nothing bipolar in the way she seizes his arms and returns his kisses. Surely not in her eyes when their lips silently fight with each other, greedily cheating to take the lead. She has no need to act then; they're both the same. Tired of playing for audience over the day, they play for themselves over night… with the passion that lights up their sky and only fades when the first rays of sunshine show up.
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Then, she smiles, and pulls away from his craving fingers, returning to the life of endless pretend. To her tomboyish clothes and her endless boy-hunt. He watches her acting the part; being grumpy, and silly, and tactless, and he can't believe how amazing her talent really is.
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But under his arms she's a mermaid, there is no doubt in that. It would always be a wonder how a being can be so beautiful on the moon's pale shine, how her skin becomes silk in his embrace. Gods had it all planned, he knows that. They made world to be her stage.
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There has to be something that doesn't make sense there, he reasons later on. But so far, Matt has not been really trying to find that contradiction. He leaves that for those interested in theoryhe, on the other hand, has all the practice in the world.
And thus goes my very first try at Irma/Matt; it's not really explained, no, but I have an all-Irma story coming up… it's loosely connected to this short, though; it'll probably end with something like this. I already came up with a name... Irma RULES, and I craaaave for people to deepen her personality a bit.
Don't worry Will, you will always be my wewl baby. But I started watching WITCH for Irma, so yeah…
Next chapter; The best friend complex. I might be the only one that ever thought how Taranee and Martin could be the best of pals. Or I'm just weird.
Love you all! Here, have a cookie; you know you want to...
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