Baby and the Beast by Taylor Holloway

Author:Taylor Holloway [Holloway, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-27T16:00:00+00:00

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Connor

The Co-worker

After we parted at the door that morning on our way into work, Isabelle and I didn’t cross paths until about midday. When we did, she almost didn’t recognize me under my werewolf makeup and weird, ill-fitting, ripped-up clothes. She did a double take and her brown eyes were humungous. But instead of running away from the scary werewolf man, she was grinning.

“Connor?” she asked, staring at me in the busy hallway behind the soundstage. “Is that you under there?”

I nodded from beneath my furry, bloodied grey mane and prosthetic eyebrows. Speaking under so much makeup was neither easy nor advisable. I’d just spent the last two hours in the makeup chair and was ready not to have three people in my face with glue and brushes for a bit. That meant limiting my replies even though I wanted to talk to Isabelle.

“Did Lettie do that?” Isabelle asked. “I met her this morning, by the way.”

I nodded, thinking the two women were destined to become good friends.

“She did a really good job,” Isabelle continued, coming up closer to examine the prosthetic fur and moulage makeup that had been applied to make me appear like I was halfway between disfigured, burned human man and giant, semi-canine man-eating monstrosity. She leaned up with her hands on my shoulders in a way that made my heart pound at her nearness, but I knew it was motivated only by curiosity and not affection. She squinted at the details. “I love the gnarly burns! They’re super gruesome.”

Isabelle and I shared a love for great effects. And she was right. The makeup folks had really knocked it out the park. The burns were amazingly detailed, and very gross. They looked horrifically painful, with charred edges, bright red interiors, and just the right amount of moisture to seem like they’d sting horribly and leak blood everywhere. Considering that I was just one of a whole army of evil werewolves, I’d certainly gotten the royal makeup treatment. I smiled at her and she giggled gleefully.

“Ooh! Look at that. She even did the teeth!” she said, leaning closer to get a look at my fangs. I bared them for her a bit. They were about a half inch long. More than long enough to make talking a challenge. Totally impossible to eat with. “Nice work. They look sharp.”

“Connor,” the director intoned from behind me as he passed. “We need you for the fire scene in five. Go get in position.”

I nodded. He didn’t know who I was. He wouldn’t be ordering me around so curtly if he did.

All the communication between my production company and his people was mediated by Luc. As far as everyone except Isabelle knew on this production, I was just Connor Palczynski, eccentric, grumpy, quiet stunt dude. Since they’d never seen me except in makeup (I was careful to make sure that I was always made up before I walked out on set), it was easy to maintain my anonymity, especially before I’d done away with the big giant beard and sunglasses routine.

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