Film Fest | Kevin

[Dru Alberts]

It had been a week, exactly a week. Dru had saved as much footage as she could, even spending hours reworking the damaged pieces into the story as well. Nothing is better than a documentary turned thriller right? Get paranormal activity on that shit. She had told that Hermes kid to meet her in the amphitheater with his promise to her to make it up. She was still upset but she had time to cool down, while he didn't mean to she knew that he wanted to make it better at least. That had to count for something. Still it took hours to get rid of that mess. After her hot headed episode that day she had mostly calmed down, she was more anxious than anything. This film festival could mean her name getting out there. There were two things Dru wanted in life, to ask her mother who had killed her and to make a movie.

She sat in the amphitheater, fox tagging alone and running through the stands. It was almost a normal scene until you remembered that the fox was dead. Dru wished she could save people sometimes, her mother, lil Fire, there was so much she wished she could do to help. But all she could do was send them on to the end of their time. Thats all she was good for was a bridge to the after world, to her dad. She shook those thoughts away as she saw something approaching the amphitheater, hoping it was him. She still had a lot of work to do in the short amount of time left. Hopefully he could fulfill his end of the deal.

[Kevin Cook]

Kevin knew he royally fucked up and that guilt hung with him the entire week. However, he used that guilt to motivate him to write probably one of the best scripts of his career. It was a story of redemption. Maybe the message of it was a little too obvious, but he wanted her to forgive him or close to forgive him. So with a script in one hand and a bag of chocolates, the good kind, in the other, he made his way down to the amphitheater.

A lot of thoughts floated around his head as he made his way down there. He decided in the end, as long as he walked away alive, that was a win. As he got closer, he saw her and the glow of the fox. He took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. “I brought the script,” he said as he approached as he held up the papers. “Along with a little extra.” He held up the chocolates. “Please don't shoot me.”

[Dru Alberts]

Dru had watched as the guy approached, papers in hand. She breathed a little bit easier since he kept his end of the deal. She needed this film to be great. It could lead to bigger better things for her. She smiled as he came up to her, holding the papers and what seemed to be a bag up in surrender. She just laughed and shook her head. "No death I promise. I'm not my father." she said sarcastically and took the pages and chocolates from him. The was kinda sweet? No pun intended of course. She looked over at the baby fox, who was clearly trying to glare at him but she shooed him off to go play. She looked back at Kevin and gave him a small smile. "You do know I forgive you right? Yeah it sucks but you didn't mean to" She said and put her hand on his shoulder before walking over to one of the stands starting to read through the first few pages. She state there, letting the story sink into her. "This is really good kevin." she said in awe, not even taking her eyes off the script. This was it.

[Kevin Cook]

Kevin always kept his end of the deal, even if his life was on the line. But apparently he wasn't going to die, at least not to day, but this girl's hands. It would've been ironic, actually, since he wrote a screenplay about redemption. He let out a big, dramatic breath as he smiled at Dru. "Oh good. I'm not in my nice clothes either. I figured if they have to find my dead body, at least he should be dressed nice." He chuckled a bit as she took the script and chocolates and took his now free hands to stick them in his pockets. He watched her as she started to read. As much as Kevin would love to think that he was an amazing author, having someone else read his words still unnerved him. He rocked in place a bit before she spoke. She liked it?

"It is?" he said, a bit amazed before he coughed and composed himself a bit better. "I mean... I know it is. Nothing is as great as a motivator as deadline and death." He shrugged his shoulders as he watched her read the rest of the script.

[Dru Alberts]

Dru wasn't oblivious like everyone thought apparently. She saw the blip in his face when she saw his reaction to what she said. She smirked, laughing slightly under her breath. She looked at the script in her hand before looking back at him. "Well death and deadlines should always been the end result then. This is, actually perfect." she said standing up and starting to pace around the stairway slightly. She always did her best thinking while moving. She moved around the seats as she walked and read, twirling her hair slightly as she did. A few more lines and she was set. This was set, she knew just how to work her old film into it and how to reshoot in the few hours. Editing was gonna be the hard part, she used old timey edits to make the film have character. Now she would have to do double time to get the rest of it out in time. She looked over at him and smirked "did you really think I was going to kill you? No offense but I am really not a fan of being thought of as a stereotypical hades kid. I don't exactly scream death and darkness do I?"

[Kevin Cook]

Kevin crossed his arms over his chest as he watched Dru pace back and forth as she read his script. He knew she liked it, but it was only the first couple of lines. There was no telling how much she would love or hate it past that point. As far as he could tell, his life was still on the line. But she liked it. It was perfect. He let out a long breath as he looked around and chuckled a bit. "Well, that's good," he said as he uncrossed his arms and stuck his hands back in pockets. He raised his eyebrows at her when she asked if he really thought she was going to kill him. He shook his head before saying, "Well, in the words of the great William Congreve: 'Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.' So yeah... I considered it a possibility."

[Dru Alberts]

A woman scorn? Dru laughed "Touche you've got me there" she said between laughs. Dru was known to be hot headed so she understood what he meant. Throughout most film history a woman scorn often was a big plot device and gave motive, seeing them as just tools to build a plot line off. She fumbled with the pages of the script as she spoke to him. She felt that this was a good sign. That this was going to mean something for her life. "yes but the next part of that quote is Say what you will, ’tis better to be left than never to have been loved.' Unrequited love. Thats what the quote is about at least." she said almost nonchalantly as if it was common knowledge. She loved screenplays and movies, all the meanings were amazing to her. They all had a meaning that moves people.

[Kevin Cook]

Kevin raised his eyebrows as Dru finished the quote for him. He didn't know that many people who knew the rest of it. "Ah," he said as he stuck his hands deeper into his pockets and looked at her expectantly. "So you know William Congreve as well? I loved his plays and poems, but I feel like a lot of people don't know who he is nowadays." He chuckled to himself as he nodded his head towards the script she was holding. "So do you think that's going to cover everything that was lost in that little incident? What were you working on anyway that was so important?"

[Dru Alberts]

Dru was finally able to pull her eyes from the pages that were handed to her, looking at the hermes boy as he talked. Not a lot of people knew about him? She guessed that was true, not everyone had been reading screenplays since they were little. Her grandmother use to have this old box with vhs taps of old movies and screen plays for those movies that she had collected over the years after running the only theater in town. Dru would spent most her her days there as a kid, knowing it was one of her mothers favorite places. She helped around part time as a young teen in order to get access to the room with all the reels of film in it. She has never had a more happy moment then looking at all that creativity in front of her.

"Congreve is a classic, and if people don't know him they should at least know that quote. I hate when people misquote famous sayings to fit their own narratives." she said before raising a eyebrow at the boy, a common habit at this point. Would it suffice? "I can make it happen." she said simply and proudly. Dru was not on to not have faith in herself, and at a time like this she definitely couldn't afford to not. "There is a film festival going on in a near by city, just down the sound. I convinced Chiron to let me enter it using the address to the farm. It's not a big contest but there are a lot of directors that get hired from them and first place is a spot in a larger film festive in New York. It's what I want to do with my life, be a director. You know, give peoples lifes some meaning and creative narratives that move people. I've had a lot of problems with this film actually. The thing with you, I broke my leg falling out of a tree. Feels like the whole universe doesn't want me to go after my dream." And she was gushing, even though she said she wouldn't. When she was talking about film she just couldn't help it. "Thats why its important. I don't have a place to go to out of here and I don't plan on being here forever so I need to make my chance now."

[Kevin Cook]

Kevin nodded his head about Congreve. To him, he was one of the most brilliant playwrights and poets of his day. However, Kevin also knew that ordinary people didn't know of him that well. Only his quote that was butchered so much. He chuckled to himself before Dru went on about this film festival she was entering. He raised he eyebrows before he said, "Wait... you're entering that one?" Even though he wanted to become a novelist, he dabbed around with the idea of becoming a playwright or a screen play writer and kept himself in the loop about the major festivals. But he was starting to second guess himself. "Are... are you sure this script will be good enough to direct?" he asked as he felt himself starting to panic. "That's not festival material. It can be better. Much better." He reached out in an attempt to grab the script away from her. "If you want your dreams to come true, I can help you, but this script isn't the start."

[Dru Alberts]

Of all possible reactions, Dru hadn't expected that reaction from Kevin. He was nervous? that it what, wasn't enough for the contest? Apparently he knew of the contest, which she hadn't really expected. She didn't know that he was into films. It was kinda cute to her how nervous he was about it. When he tried to reach for the script she pulled it back, rolling it up in her hand. This script isn't the start, she smirked at him. Dru's smirks were rare to be this fully entertained, shaking her head slightly before wacking him in the head with the rolled up script

"Dude, pull yourself together." Dru would have sound more serious if she wasn't too busy trying so hard to not laugh. "Kevin, I'll be fine. I'm directing it after all." her joking nature was trying to get him to feel better. Honestly if she hadn't thought that it would be good, she wouldn't have said so but it will do perfectly. "Plus I can combine it with what I've already shot that I have saved." It would be good actually, she could apply a few filters and give it a thriller vibe,something she did do much work with, but with that and maybe some help from her powers as special effects it would turn out perfectly. The perfect mystery thriller for a indie showcasing.

[Kevin Cook]

Dru's smirk was one of those ones that Kevin had only read in books or screenplays. He never thought he would see one in person before he got some sense whacked into him. Literally. Pull himself together? He could maybe took that. He took a deep breath as he shrugged his shoulders trying to lose the tension that quickly built up in that moment. "You'll be fine?" he asked as he raised an eyebrow at her inquiry as he tried to determine if she could handle it. Then again, this was the lady he was pretty sure was going to kill him, so he was safe to assume that she had it under control.

"But I'm glad you'll be able to savage that footage..." he said as he stuck his hands in his pocket and shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry about that... again..."