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Post by NOBODY on Feb 23, 2020 2:55:30 GMT
Olin settled into the chair she had spent more than a few favors insuring she got this interview. The subject matter was close to her heart the youngest daughter of a career criminals who spent more time behind bars than on the street. Spending just enough time out in the world to make her life a living hell. It’d taken mall of her childhood and most of her adulthood to come to grips with some of the many drug and alcohol related issues her parents dealt with. She herself earlier in her career had suffered herself.
This interview with one of the most popular and seemingly approachable modern movie stars. This interview was important his agents and managers were pushing hard and hot to get Kai back in the public trust. Many other reporters were lined up in the hall to take a shot. Some were fluff pieces a few looking to create a hatchet job to stir some muck. In this day and age blurbs were all the rage . Bite size kernels of nothing speaking to nothing. She was hoping to create a masterwork in the style of older long forgotten standards and as much as she hated a portion of what she planned she was hoping to use this interview to raise awareness. To desensationalize while harking to its importance of treatment rehab and substance abuse.
The hotel was nice his managers spared no expense. She settled in her chair looking towards the door trying to calm her nerves.
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Post by Kai Tiburon on Feb 23, 2020 3:22:06 GMT
Kai had spent his time since his return clawing back up the ladder, the bookings had been more sparse but he was still somewhat of a golden boy, had " behaved himself" no more supposedly strange behavior and clean eating. He had booked men's health magazine a few times and publically dated one or two Hollywood " good girls" only to have them break up with him and near immediately find the loves of their life and get engaged. it made him look like a bit of a loser to some but what most didn't know was they were just arraignments. He never really felt anything for them but spoiled them and treated them well until they got too attached and wanted the make-believe to be real.
The fact that this lie about rehab had persisted was a bit irksome to him but the truth was not possible so he had to tap dance and perform. The best performance he would never get an oscar for. Dressed in a creme cotton tunic open neck style shirt with a water motif around the neck. His loose-fitting blue athletic cut chinos were soft and comfortable. His stylist had artfully tousled his hair for a half-hour and debated barefoot or custom art vans? He had gone with bare feet and was secure knowing he went for weekly mani-pedi and manscape. Currently, his toes were well-shaped clean and clear coated. Looking at his watch he grabbed an eco friendly paper water bottle that his friend mamoa was pushing. Aquaman indeed, if only dude knew. Stepping out of the bedroom and walking over to the reporter. He gave her the million dollar boyish grin" Hey, thanks for coming.. nice to meet you Oilin is it?"
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Post by NOBODY on Feb 23, 2020 4:03:20 GMT
Smiling brightly she partially stood as Kai floated in. Though that wasn’t the right word. He moved effortlessly yes but it was more fluid than a bird in flight. It was close but yet somehow so different. It wasn’t ethereal exactly but close. His clothes billowy and hair tousled as if he’d just woken or gotten done rolling in the hay with one of the man starlets he’d been linked to.
Offering her hand as he settled she met those eyes and squinted a second. Briefly shorter than most would have recognized. “It’s a real pleasure that you are gifting me and all your fans this interview mister Tiburon. I’m sure here this all the time but you look great. Before we start are there any areas proposed that you’d like to stay away from. Your Manager briefed us all on not prying too much into your past. So no childhood questions or the like.” She sat back waiting watching. A sneaking suspicion looking at him. He was good looking yes but there was something else. He’d clearly never been sick. His eyes sparkled and danced. He smelled like the mornings first wave and his smile was bewitching.
So much for a pseudo puff piece. She waited allowing the silent to build some. She took in every detail of his face and outfit. She inhaled slowing her breath keeping her smile in place. She went down the list of talking points that were accessible and how she could if needs be move from one to the other.
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Post by Kai Tiburon on Feb 23, 2020 4:50:50 GMT
Oh, she was good, he couldn't help the grin, nodding" Oh its me who sees this as a gift to be able to set some things straight and apologize to my fans for failing them you know? I love my supporters and know Id be nothing without them."
He hadn't done the trite hand-kissing or creepy hold on longer than needed thing that some other playboys did. He had just given her a firm but brief shake of the hand and settled himself. Tossing his hair some every move practiced and honed over the long years he'd been in the scene" Uh yeah no childhood stuff cause that's boring right and um if we could keep it light if not avoid the love life stuff. I'm such a private person and I like to respect the privacy of anyone I have ever cared for even if we aren't an item any more"
He made sure to touch his heart and seem so very vulnerable when talking about his dating or potential for it, she seemed sharp and he knew he would have to keep the glamour that just naturally floated about him to a dull roar or hed get in trouble with her. She had already looked at his eyes to long and it had him wondering of he had slipped and shown his triple iris. Couldn't be because he wore contacts as a back up, expensive high-end contacts that looked realistic even from inches away. Sniffing himself covertly he realized what it might be and thought ahead to covering it up with a cologne launch. He could pull that off in short order because who wouldnt want to have him as a face for their mens scent espeically if he let them create one to mimic his own.
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Post by NOBODY on Feb 23, 2020 5:38:20 GMT
Magic. That old Hollywood magic turned full wattage on directed at her. It was a constant trick with many actors and actresses. Turning it on and off at a moments notice. She was inoculated as a lifelong Angeleno who’d done more than her fair share of hell-raising. She knew what could hide under a perfect smile and charm so thick it could be felt.
"You are so charming. I’m sure you hear that all the time. Excuse me I am a little slow. I uh well just want to say I am a fan. I really loved you in Battling, one of your first major roles as Arthur McSean. It seems a little fangirlish to say I honestly watched it about hundred times. Though I was told you actually filmed Enemies of the public first is that true?"
Ad they were off to the races. She’d use the troubled character he played as a segway into his methodologies, what he’d learned, and where he went mentally to bring up those emotions. It’d be a great swing into the heart of what she hoped to address. She’d stay away form the dating rumors of Jessie J, and Amanda Bynes or his long rumored secret relationship with Veronica Mirage. There were also rumors of perhaps he was not as hetero leaning as the images that were presented. His last rumored long ranging friend having just married her long time manager. It was messy and attributed to maybe that he was a professional Hollywood boyfriend to protect his truth.
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Post by Kai Tiburon on Feb 25, 2020 3:31:09 GMT
So either she was really susceptible to glamour or buttering him up..maybe both. He did the polite thing and laughed and " aww stop I'm just a regular sort of guy nothing too special but thanks.. oh? always glad to meet a fan. Enemies had a lot of problems with crew and budget, the director managed to pull it all out in the end but it was way later and after some reshoots so technically yeah we did that one first and then i think the studio decided it needed an origin type story for him"
He answered what he was willing to redirect what he couldn't due to nondisclosure or privacy. She mentioned the on screen chemistry with a female lead whose boyfriend was producing the movie that caused a jealous lovers spat on set. It had come to a head when the man showed up during a love scene and had come at Kai with a bat. All while cameras had rolled. The skimpy skin colored underwear he had on so he looked nude hadn't offered much protection as he had tried to keep from hurting the man attacking him. He spoke his regrets but made it clear it was all in the other person's head that he had no designs on her at all and never had. It had seemed to give him something of a bad boy rep for a short time that just added to the mistique and credit of his on screen persona.
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Post by NOBODY on Feb 25, 2020 14:37:23 GMT
She hadn’t meant to Segway into mention of his supposed antics onset but the flow of the conversation with his demurring from her attempt at truthful flattery naturally lent itself. She smiled and nodded as he started briefly mentioning the fight with Zulay Henao’s boyfriend. She apologized for a slight veer before moving on.
"You’ve always despite quite a few reports otherwise been held in high regard as to your openness and approachability. I didn’t mean to bring up any nastiness. The past is the past even as a lot of people beat that particular horse like a drum." Moving a stray hair from her face she looked at her notes and moved on.
She’d just counteracted her goal by pishtoshing the past he was comfortable speaking on and yet this was important. Coughing lightly she asked, “Excuse me, sorry.” Reaching for the provided minin bottle of water she opened it and took a sip then another. Resealing the cap she sat it back aside and met his gaze. Smiling nervously, “Thank for your patience. Now where were we? Oh yes. Its well documented you recently veered a little aside from your normal behaviors and disappeared from the set of Ahoy Nero your twenty-sixteen film. Luckily most of your scenes had been completed and the director cut your remaining. What was filmed was simply stellar singing, dancing, all of your own stunts. Form the rumor mill your role had included a surprise twist which was saying quite a bit for such a relatively zany comedy.”
She warmed and wound up yet the next portion was tricky. It would seem her previous statements were the muck she was attempting to avoid. But it was in fact the precursor. She paused inhaling a small beat and pressed on with a sigh, “You disappeared for nearly a year. Upon your return you checked into a rehab facility. Is there anything you can tell us. Your fans, those who idolize you, those who have grown into adulthood looking up to you. Anything that can help those of us dealing with, suffering from, having barely overcome addiction issues how did you how do you how are you able to seemingly overcome?”
And there it was the cat was out of the bag. The elephant n the room had been addressed. Now the most agonizing part they’d wait for him to process or worse lash out.
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Post by Kai Tiburon on Feb 27, 2020 0:09:18 GMT
" What th minority reporters think of me when I refuse them about something that I feel is to private is not something that keeps me awake at night, but we are good no harm done"
He flashed that smile again only to have it turn into a frown as she coughed and seemed to choke. He sat forward concerned putting out a hand," Are you ok do you need me to get you something?"
When she sipped the water he still looked a bit concerned but relaxed" Its ok take your time, you sure your alright we can pause if you need"
When instead she pressed on and then brought up the elephant in the room he almost stood and ran but then using his acting to seem thoughtful and taking a moment. Internally telling himself to calm down and do what his people did best. Lie with the truth as fae could skin truth with in an inch of its life to their advantage but could not outright lie or break an oath. To do so was to call down the hunt upon your self. He had never said anything about his disappearance or stint in rehab to anyone even in the treatment he had been very vague and nebulous about the nature of things and let the staff and other residents fill in their own narrative. His management lied for him as they were not held to such standard and were his loophole.
Now tho he was being asked directly no management to step in, others in the hall waiting. Trying not to let it drag on to long he gave her a sincere face of remorse and ok you got me. Looking at her in the eyes, he reached out to her a bit with the otherness that made him what he was and tried to gain knowledge of what she really needed in this moment so that she could leave here satisfied in her quest. Picking up on a need for an answer a hope pinned to what he might say and a genuine trust it made a choice in him. He would tell her the truth of what but not where.
Shoulders squared and here it went" It started simple enough you know a well-meaning stranger comes up to you and invites you somewhere, you don't know anyone but there are some major players and they want to see what you are made of they want you to fail you need to keep up or be run over"
He tried to put his first days in the hill in terms of what might turn into a problem " I was looking for my self in others and in the roles I play i craved the attention that pat on the head. Before you realize it you've not showered in days bottles of wine are everywhere there are people in your bed you don't remember meeting"
He rubbed his chin and shrugged" I forgot my goals, I forgot the world outside that great big scene of drink and fantasy and lust and let it carry me away. When it started I was looking for an escape after the death of my co-star on the lot that night hit me harder then I ever thought could be cause it was like the bubble of acting and world we build got popped violently.. I ran"
Looking at her he nodded having been genuine no tricks or wool pulled," One day I woke up and didn't like that I had just let it all go all the hard work I had done to get where I had been and looked for a sign or message I guess that I was ready to stop running and found my self at Griffith park shoeless having lost a year of time looking as lost as I felt and knew i needed help and to make up for it all. Rehab was hard because it makes you look at things or is supposed to but you know how many lie to themselves and the staff and pretend they are better without doing the work"
She seemed enraptured and he paused to sip the water he needed it and the moment to reign himself in. She was dangerous to have gotten him to be so vulnerable and unguarded with her, but whatever she was dealing with and whoever she was trying to help through him he wanted that very much so there it was. " I don't know why it has been so seemingly easy for me to shake it.. maybe because my mess-ups were not public I never did the big crazy public fall apart. Maybe if I had and people had seen just how far I fell not just the tail end they would get how hard I have worked to make it up and be better. All I can say is pride go ith before a fall. If you think you are to good something will come along to prove you wrong so take the help.. do the work.. you need to want to be free of it more then you want whatever the addiction was giving you. until you want that be prepared to repeat and fall again and again... look for the thing that matters most and hold on to it like its air you breathe or water in the desert"
He let that sink in to her and waited. It got no more clear than that for him, ball was in her court.
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Post by NOBODY on Feb 27, 2020 1:33:09 GMT
His words struck deep. She fought a welling up of emotion. And yet her journalistic senses were tingling. But as any decent journalist would tell you after a few scotches or three Trulys those senses only pointed to a story not what it was. Most had files of rabbit holes that led to a story they couldn’t wouldn’t or shouldn’t tell.
That was how you knew you were a real honest to goodness member of the third estate.
She smiled despite herself he was so warm and open. He’d answered true enough and she knew there was more there. She fought to keep her mind from going sordid but what if? There was an old chestnut that the brighter the picture the darker the negative. She wasn’t sure if she could follow that white rabbit and not become Alice. Afraid suddenly of where that might lead. She nodded closed her notes. Resting her hand on top she looked at him divorcing herself from her idealistic image of him. And yet there he was a gorgeous man who’d stumbled out in the work and risen. He was on the cusp of starring in a major comic book motion picture that had languished in pre-pre-Development for years. He was fresh faced if more toned than he had bet been.
Nodding again answering her own internal question. “Thank you Kai. This has been enlightening and one of the most educational and fun interviews I’ve been part of. Thank you so much.” Standing signaling the interview being over as the line was long and she didn’t envy him his day.
“I know we shouldn’t but...” she began. Looking a little nervous and sheepish she went for it. “But uhm may I have a hug.”
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Post by Kai Tiburon on Feb 27, 2020 4:31:53 GMT
She was closing down and he watched it, made him just a tiny bit sad as he liked her open smiling side. When she stood so did he and waited then laughed softly " you are very welcome, thank you for being such a joy to open up to."
Biting his lip as she seemed to blush and get flustered he was curious and then grinned and pulled her in gently to a soft brief but warm hug. Then pulled back " we could take a snap for your album if you want I don't mind"
He put his arm around her mid-back and pulled up his phone giving them both a good angle and smiled taking the picture then used the contact info he had for her to send it to her. Putting it away he sighed" yeah it is gonna be along day"
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Post by NOBODY on Feb 27, 2020 19:17:27 GMT
Olin appreciated his efforts to continue connecting She smiled big and bright taking the picture with pride. "Again thank you Kai. I will take your words to heart as I am sure so will all of my few readers."
The hug was a very high point and she would cherish it having the picture as proof as well as the article already being written in her head. "I hope you read it and feel free to tell me what you think."
Leaving before she lost her nerve she was out the door as quick as if she were sneaking out of a one night stand. Fighting the urge to look back she averted her face and flew nearly out of the building. The others queued up and queuing took almost no notice, thank god. She made it to the valet and was pulling away before she started to self talk. Yeah she and herself needed to have a few words with each other. She talked all the way back to her office. The article wrote itself and was in her editors inbox before the hour had passed. She celebrated by watching Mystic Miguel, Mystic Miguel Big And Tall, The Promise, and just because she was a glutton for punishment she even watched The Correspondence. She’d always avoided watching The Correspondence out of all of kai’s movies as she’d heard that while he was boyish and sexy as all get out that it was sad. Not to mention she was so let down by the name they chose. She’d heard that initially it was to be called Dear john which was bad enough but at the last minute they changed it to the more generic ‘The Correspondence’ to broaden the audience appeal.
She had her marathon and cried big sobbing ugly tears. Cathartically releasing the swirling emotions she’d felt most of the day. And credit to her stamina she only looked at the picture six or seven times. Something about the light and flash made his skin look like it held a small glow. She chuckled that even with everyday tech of cameras he knew the best angles.
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