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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.

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.

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.

Dru smirked slightly as he joked with her. Maybe being pranked wasn't the worst thing that could have happened this day. She just shook her head at the boy and laughed. "For now, If you can't get me a screenplay in time I can't say you won't die. I still have to submit this in time." she said playfully serious. She needed to submit that, unlike everyone else here she planned to leave and go to college and have a life and a name for herself outside of this place. "Well I've going to go see what i can scrap and change." she said simply, looking at the boy with a slight, more innocent than the prior ones. If he fucked this up though he was dead. So dead. "You have till the end of the week Kevin." she said simply before heading back into her dark cabin for a gods damn shower.

Dru rolled her eyes dramatically at the boy who nearly died. "Yeah whatever you say Mud Boy. Believe what you want." Okay, maybe she was still smirking slightly, she just found it amusing, she was still pissed about her work. She wasn't about to forgive this jerk off so quickly. As he spoke of Fire she looked over at the little ghostly inferno, they had always shared a connection, whatever she felt he felt. It was no surprise that she could see his tail dying down as she did as well, still fully ready to attack at a moments notice. Nom to death? Probably but he didn't need to know he was right.

"Shouldn't be too hard?" She laughed and smirked a grin that was more sinister than amused. "Good. Cause you have till tomorrow evening. Not too hard right?" Would it be hard? probably not if he was as good as a writer as he claimed, but she needed to motivate him somehow, and pride was always a assured way. He went to shake her hand and everything nice had broke off as she was yanked forward.

Once again covered in mud by pretty boy Dru took about two seconds before she her face went red again. "SERIOUSLY DUDE. WHAT IN THE NAME OF HIM IS WRONG WITH YOU." She huffed out before she laid a pretty good right hook on her shoulder. Fire had, once again commences his noming, with as little effect as earlier. "Do you just had a death wish or do you honestly think this is fun!" she toned down her voice, splashing what little mud hadn't dried up yet at him angrily. Dru was usually mature, but pouting seemed appropriate right now.

She sighed as he apologized again, seeing a skull starting to appear in the mud before very angrily stomping in back into the ground, probably more dramatic than she needed to. It probably looked like something out of a anime but boney no more was all she cared about.

More mud, this kid could definitively deserve. Dru could see it was seriously obvious that he was sorry back it. Whatever, deal with your guilty conscious then. Wasn't her fault. She stopped midway picking up the piece of film when he gave his offer. He was writer? Destroy his stuff in return? She stood up and slowly turned around to look at him, with the biggest WTF on her face. She honestly had no response for what he said. She stared at him for a moment before walking up closer to him, with her box under her arm. She looked at him for a second before quickly pushing him backwards into the mud.

"There. That made me feel better." She said simply, her voice a lot calmer and softer than before. "I have no deserve to destroy someones work purposely." Okay, yikes, even Dru knew that was harsh. Very Harsh. She sighed out and ran her free hand through her wet hair, moving it back into place. "Sorry. I know you didn't mean to. It was just a prank that went too far. I have more film anyways It will be fine." eventually. He seemed to be honestly taking it worst than her.

Now the hero came in, Fire soared through the walls of the cabin, makings some sort of hissing noise and started to pull at the boys shirt. He was so angry that even the kid had to be able to see him, his heatless flames pouring out of the little foxes body. She shook her head and tried shooed him away. "Fire now is not the time to play hero." Nothing but more growls. She facepalmed and shook her head. "So vicious." she said rolling her eyes "He wont hurt you. He couldn't if he tried. Just kinda, nom on you."

Okay Dru wasn't a genius but she knew a good plan when she felt it. "You're a writer?" Maybe this day wasn't going as south as she thought. "You want to make it up to me?"

It had been such a nice day. Dru had been just early because she was finally out of her cast. Finally! She could actually wear some cute clothes that wouldn't be ruined by her obnoxiously large boot. She had a good training day, and how she was about to go develop some of her film in one of the dark rooms in the arts building. It had been part of what she had shot that day in the woods when she has met Ash. Nice kid, though there was a lot of gossip around camp about him. Whatever it was it was no concern to her. However on this how so nice day, as she walked out of her cabin, film stripes in hand, out of no where what felt like a bucket of water had hit her. More like water balloons.

"WHAT THE HELL" She literally screamed at the top of her lungs and she shot her head up. Some boy, so boy sitting on the roof. H e w a s d e a d. "What in the name of Hades do you think you are doing?!?! Im soake-" No. nononononon. She looked down in her hands, what has once been her box of film was now filling a small pool of film, slowly dissolving. "MY FILM" She threw her box down in rage. If he had been close enough he could probably feel the heat radiating off her or see the flames in her eyes.

Dru had never been one to train on her powers, she didn't like to use them. So when small stones and bones started to literally fling themselves out of the ground she freaked out. Stumbling backwards and falling to the ground, into the now wet and muddy ground. Let's make a list shall we. Film? Ruined. Cute new dress? Ruined. Dru? Soaked to the bone. Kid on the roof? "IM GOING TO KILL YOU." Dead. The daughter of Hades declared him D E A D.