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Walking Dead
Behind the Scenes
It only seemed like yesterday that she was freezing her ass off in the middle of nowhere on different set.
But now, she couldn't even suck in a breath without feeling she was suffocating in the heat.
'I really wish I was there right now, at least I could breathe there,' she thought sadly, a particular memory easing its way into her mind, 'the view wasn't bad either...'
The Georgia heat and humidity was definitely something she had yet to get used to. And to make it worse, it was getting rather difficult to keep up with the actors as they readily sweat off most of the work. On a brighter note, all the melted makeup added to the dirty-nature look for some. They barely even used their misters, the sweat on the actor's faces already beading on their faces.
Waving a hand to her face, she resisted the urge to stick her tongue out like a dog and pant. Thankfully she had brought a blue cap to block the sun from her eyes. She could already feel her already tan skin turned a lovelier shade of brown. Kagome wondered for a moment if it was even legal to be outside at noon time, in the middle of July, in Georgia. She was pretty sure even the every-so-perfect Sesshomaru would break at least one bead of sweat in this heat.
"Alright! We're take another shot from behind! Kagome," Frank looked around for the petite artist, opting to call out randomly, knowing she was lurking around somewhere near, "Can you touch up on Norm?"
She was always hopping around everywhere, it was a rare sight for him to see her on set at times. But every time he needed her, the moment he looked back, her work was done. She really was a ninja.
"Three minutes," She called back, already making her way towards the dirt-covered, zombie-killing Norman. Frank could barely catch her bobbing, raven pony tail as she practically flew towards the actor through the throng of actors.
"Take five instead."
Kagome pulled on a clean pair of gloves as she made her way towards her designated-actor.
"Hear that, three minutes for you, leaving us with two minutes," Norm suggested smiling smugly, the crossbow hung heavily next to his knee watching as his favorite make-up artist made her way towards him. His eyes traced her form before he could help himself, he vaguely wondered if she was aware of how her hips swayed the slightest when she walked.
"Not sure if two minutes is something to be proud of," Kagome shot back with a smirk, pulling up a clear jar of sealer. Immediately she dipped a gloved finger into the solution and rubbed it on one of his cheeks, working the mask onto his face. Even through her gloves, his whiskers tickled the tips of her fingers, eliciting a small smile.
"Ha ha, very funny. But you know very well that's all I need," He replied softly, with a wicked look in his crystal clear, blue eyes. His brown hair at that point had grown to brush across his eyes, yet they did little to lessen his smolder. If anything, they added to the intensity of his stare.
The blush on her face definitely wasn't from the sun, her own cerulean eyes narrowing.
"Your fans, have no idea how dirty you are. Imagine how devastated they'd be to find out shy-Norman is actually a closet pervert behind those sunglasses of yours!" She joked, moving down to rub a little more solution onto his neck. The muscle underneath her fingers flexed, vibrating as Norman spoke.
"Don't really know how to flirt," He lifted his shoulders in a halfhearted shrug, "Don't really have a reason to do it either...it just comes natural with you. Almost like breathing."
Her fingers stilled.
"Is that Norman talking or Daryl?" Kagome inquired with a quirk of the lips.
"Alright! Positions guys! We're rolling in one!"
Kagome closed the jar, studying her work with a critical eye before stepping away.
And like that, Daryl Dixon returned. His shoulders and back straightened and tightened, his muscles ready to spring into action. His whole physique and aura screamed danger. Kagome herself was quite familiar with this stature and was impressed at his ability to emulate such a posture. Especially when he himself was not in any way a hunter. She could still remember how hard she had laughed and gasped for breath the day Norman shared his story about his fishing trip with his son. She could not believe he had used bacon of all things as fish bait, then had sat outside with his son for hours on end trying to catch fish. And to his defense, he tried to reason his decision by saying 'everyone loved bacon.' Really, this man.
A roguish, naughty grin flew her way.
"See ya later, darlin'."
They really had no idea.
But she was more than happy to keep that fact to herself.
"You want me to what?" The look on Kagome's face was a mix of pure horror and confusion.
Frank could barely contain his guffaws, having to physically turn his head away from the sight.
"We just- oh god- please stop making that face Kagome, we're not asking you to skin a deer!" Robert Kirkman joked, chuckling away at the situation.
"Yeah well, I can skin a deer, b-but I can't- do THAT," She emphasized with intense grasping motions with her hands.
"You can skin-what, you know what, I don't want to know. We're just asking you to try out for the position," Frank reasoned, pushing back his curiosity as to why the petite, Japanese native even knew how to skin a deer.
"We're creating a strong female character to balance out Daryl. We're not quite sure if shes going to be a romantic interest for anyone, if any at all. And to be honest, you have the best chemistry with Norman as is, so why not. What's it going to hurt?" David Alpert coerced, earning a small glare from the woman.
It could hurt a lot. And be embarrassing. Kagome was honestly beyond flattered that the creators of the series and comic pulled her aside to ask her personally to try out for the position. The prospect of getting to work as an actress and play out a possibly amazing character was exciting. But at the same time, she wasn't even sure she could act, at least the way required to be convincing in front of a camera and audience.
An exasperated sigh left her.
"Okay, I'll try."
A wary smile yet sincere smile left her as the men took the chance to pat her back and toss around hugs.
She wondered what Norman's reaction would be.
