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Thursday, February 28th, 2008
7:20 pm	Miranda takes it a little further with gabriel_byrne Jan. 3, Los Angeles Gabriel hasn't told Miranda of his thoughts, vivid though they have been. If she's agreeable to the suggestion then they'll go ahead, and he's a feeling that she might be, if not then, well, they've hardly lacked for pleasure in their last two meetings. Instead he's simply asked if he can have the pleasure of her company again, celebrate the new year now he's back in LA. He arrives at the club a little early as usual and makes his way to wait at the bar to wait for Miranda, scanning the early-evening crowds, thin that they are, to see that she's not arrived before him. Current Mood: Lustful (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 29th, 2007
6:27 pm	A little role-play with gabriel_byrne [LA, mid-November, 2007] Twitchy. Miranda's completely twitchy, and bored out of her mind at the usual dull interview questions. Yes, the series is stalled because of the writers' strike. No, she isn't upset, she supports the writers. Yes, she played Eowyn, yes the Lord of the Rings was fantastic. Yes, she's Australian. Yes, she and Cate and Nicole and Frances are all from Australia, all about the same age. No, she's not jealous (and she's a good enough actor to make that sound sincere). When she finally gets to the club after the interviews, she's steaming, twitchy, and ready to eviscerate the next person who asks her a stupid question. Luckily, "May I take you to Mr. Byrne, Ms. Otto?" is not stupid. Gabriel's keeping an eye on the door, despite the request to have someone send Miranda over to him, and as he sees the young man leading her over he pushes his chair back and stands up, holding out a hand when she gets within reasonable distance. "It's good to see you." he greets warmly, resting a hand on her arm. "God, it's good to see you," Miranda sighs, and leans into Gabriel for something more than a Hollywood hug. "Are all the journos here completely mad? Why do they all ask the same things?" When Miranda all but collapses into his arms it becomes fairly clear she's not having the best of days, and Gabriel hugs her tightly for a moment, chaste but firm. ( you'd make a splendid sultan, ) (Comment on this)
Friday, October 26th, 2007
7:23 pm	Further pleasures with gabriel_byrne [LA, backdated to 17th of October, directly follows this meeting.] Outside the room Gabriel holds open the door, ready for the lady to go first. He's not ashamed to admit that he's looking her over, in his eyes that's nothing to be coy about, especially at this stage. For all that Miranda had looked unimpressed with his compliment, she truly is a gorgeous woman, and Gabriel keeps his self control just enough not to reach out and touch as he holds the door. Feeling Gabriel's eyes on her, Miranda strides into the room  (Comment on this)
7:16 pm	Miranda meets gabriel_byrne [LA, backdated to October 17th] Miranda knows she's looking ace in the dress from the show, so she swans into the Establishment restaurant with her head held high. She's in the mood for something different: she's tired of Raoul no matter how nice his mouth is. As she stops for the restaurant host, she scans the room to see if there's anyone she wants to meet. (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 23rd, 2007
8:11 pm	Miranda and viggo talk, Summer 2007 Slamming the car-door shut, Miranda leans against the bonnet, a bit tired of wrestling even the nicest of cars round all those curves, and looks out over the edge, over endless sharp mountain ridges and narrow steep valleys. It even smells like wilderness, a little dusty but without the chemical bite of the LA air. She turns towards the gate, and sees is a grove of gum trees, smelling like home. She closes her eyes -- there'll be plenty of time for home when her looks go -- and lifts the old-fashioned gate latch. "Vig, where are you?" she calls out. He hears her through the open kitchen window. "Here," he calls back. "Side door." Without waiting for her to find it he grabs a towel and is drying his hands as he nudges the door open and steps out. He greets her with a smile, opening his arms. "Mirry." Viggo looks older, weather-beaten, or maybe that's just life. But he feels solid, wrapping round her with warmth and strong arms. She slings an arm under his shoulder, and without meaning to, lifts her hand to his cheek, to stroke along the crows-feet that mark his face. "It's good to see you," she says, "I've missed you, mate." ( I want to see one of your foxes ) (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 9th, 2007
8:15 pm	Miranda and craig_parker: Consolation with ice cream [Backdated to early December, soon after she breaks up with Scott in public] "I really mucked it up," Miranda says, for what seems like the fifteenth time. "I can't believe I fell for him, not like that. I should have known better, I should have just played with him instead." Craig's been a brick, completely sweet, feeding her ice cream and keeping the alcohol away. "You can't control how you feel," Craig says, brushing a lock of hair out of Miranda's face, and away from the dish of ice cream. "None of us can." ( ...missed the goal so often... ) (Comment on this)
Sunday, November 26th, 2006
7:37 pm	Miranda breaks up with Scott in public November 26, 2006 at the LA Establishment Bar (Comment on this)
9:28 am	Miranda/Sean Bean, Mates in Bed [10 November, takes place directly following she cries on his shoulder in a pub] Miranda would rather stay close to Sean, touch him, tease him and herself as well. But it's LA, so of course they both have cars and must travel separately. She drives home to her flat a bit more aggressively than usual, eager to arrive and get back to the business at hand. Sean trails her skilfully, staying close behind. It's exciting, feeling that she couldn't escape him if she tried. ( I, ehm, have some cuffs... ) (Comment on this)
Friday, November 10th, 2006
2:20 pm	Miranda cries on est_sean's shoulder It's bloody wonderful to hear a familiar voice. Miranda almost flies into Sean's arms, slowing down as she reaches him by a specific act of will. And he has a gin and tonic waiting for her, what a lovely man. "It's good to see you, really good," she says as she leans into him, savouring the feeling of being close, having his arms round her. Wrapping his arms around Miranda, Sean's grin is wide and genuine. He turns his face into her hair, breathing in the scent of her shampoo, reminding him of spring. "You too, luv," he murmurs, giving her a squeeze before releasing her. "You look more beautiful every time I see you." ( sympathy and understanding are the best medicine. ) (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 2nd, 2006
8:54 pm	Miranda and scott_speedman try to work things out [October 23] It's been a week or so since Miranda left, and Scott is filled with wonder and dread; wondering if she will come back to him and dreading that she won't. He has the day off today. His shoot is beginning to wrap up so his work schedule is getting lighter and lighter by the day. Early this morning, he got up and took a long run with Charlie, thinking about what he has and what he wants and what he has to give. Unfortunitely, the only answers he's come up with are: he has Eric, he wants Miranda, and he has enough love in himself for both. The bad part is all the gray areas around those answers. The only way to clear those up is to talk with Miranda. He finishes up his run and takes care of Charlie, getting his food and water then petting him on the head. He's decided to call Miranda and invite her to lunch. With any luck, she'll be available. He moves around the house with purpose, straightening up the mess he's left the last few days. Then goes to take a quick shower before he calls her. Once clean and sort of calm, he rings her cell, "please answer, Miranda." Miranda's dreadfully twitchy these days, can't seem to settle to anything. She might go back home, see her mum for a week or so. She'd meant to stay in LA until shooting starts for the cable film, but without Scott, it's deadly dull. She'll do something, or someone, that she'll regret. Ralph's' been chasing her a bit. She's been to Pilates and had a facial this morning, but now she's back at her flat, and can't think of a single thing she'd actually like to do. Besides fall into a bottle of gin. ( Can't put that genie back in the bottle ) (Comment on this)
7:07 pm	Miranda and ralph_fiennes: Odd ducks together [Los Angeles, October 19, 2006, after Scott tells Miranda about Eric] Miranda knows she shouldn't do it to herself, shouldn't revisit the scene of the crime, as it were. But there she is, and when she finds her usual gin-and-tonic waiting as she slides into the booth in the back, she thanks the bartender with a little wave. Scott's not in the room, she's checked that already. And it's true, she is wearing a plunging neckline and her boots, the ones with the four-inch heels, that make her feel tall and dangerous. From the booth behind her. "I like your boots." Twisting round to see who's speaking, Miranda sees a face that seems familiar. "I bought a similar pair of boots for my ex-wife. Well, I bought them for her when she was still my current-wife. She wouldn't wear them, she said they made her look 'slutty.'" That probably didn't come out quite right. Ralph recoils and jerks his gaze from Miranda's feet to her face. "No offense. On you, they don't look sexy at all." Another mental kick, another much sharper recoil. "I mean, they do look sexy but they don't make it appear as though you indulge frequently in sex." Damn, damn, damn... Ralph sighs and sags back into his booth, defeated. This may be a new record, actually. He's wedged both his own feet, footgear inclusive, into his mouth before the pretty woman has had the chance to say a single word. ( The sheer incoherence of it makes Miranda blink and shake her head carefully. ) (Comment on this)
Monday, October 16th, 2006
12:17 pm	scott_speedman and Miranda: "About us" [October 15, in LA] Scott rolls over and curls around the warm body in his bed. He breathes in and smiles softly at the scent of Miranda. They had spent the evening snuggling on the couch watching movies last night. And now he's slowly waking to her soft body spooned against his. Without opening his eyes, he slides his hand up her stomach to tease her nipples lightly. "Good morning, darling." "Ohhhh, that's lovely," Miranda says, surfacing slowly. Scott's hands on her are so delightfully sexy that she closes her eyes again and enjoys his touch. Best possible way to wake up, especially on a day with nothing much planned. ( No secrets, that's lovely ) (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006
8:37 am	Miranda and scott_speedman: Playing with control [Takes place on Saturday, September 30, after Miranda returns to LA.] Feeling twitchy, Miranda'd been up since six, used Scott's lovely large washer, checked her e-mail, rung people on the East Coast and assured her mum that she arrived safely. By the time she's done with her workout and shower, she was dying to get out of the house. Scott was amenable, so they drove off to a favourite brunch place of his, chatting all the way, catching up with people and going over their schedules -- not too bad, just a few location shoots. After a stroll along the shopping district, back to Scott's flat, as Miranda's drooping a bit. An hour lying about on Scott's couch and reading the new Jamie Oliver cookbook cheer her right up, and make her quite relieved that she's not an apprentice in his kitchen or anyone else's. Scott laughs at the bits she reads out loud, but she realises that he's looking at her the way a cat looks at a mouse. A hungry cat. It sends a lovely shiver right though her. She looks up at him through her eyelashes, very Lauren Baccall, and smiles. (What I want, you probably aren't ready for) (Comment on this)
Thursday, September 21st, 2006
8:57 pm	[London, September 4, after Scott arrives for a visit] Scott smiles as he watches Miranda peer into the freezer for something to cook for dinner. They've spent every moment possible together since he got here, most of it here in the apartment. They've played some, talked some, cuddled a lot. But he has to go home tomorrow and he wants to show her off a little. Grinning, he moves up behind her, sliding his hands along her hips and waist. He leans in close to her, "I want to take you out to dinner," he nibbles at her earlobe, "at the club." He presses up closer nipping at her neck. "Oh?" Miranda knows he has kinky plans when she hears that tone in his voice, and it makes her shiver in the best way. "Should I dress up? I've only a few things here." Shame she'd not had time or energy to find anything really sexy, like a corset. But still, she has some sexy shoes and one dress with a low neckline, that ought to do it. ( not that you'll be in it long ) [Feedback welcomed, screened by default] (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 9th, 2006
5:27 pm	Scott/Miranda, Flying Visit [London, evening on September 1] Scott is in a taxi heading to Miranda's apartment. The flight was long, as all trans-Atlantic flights are, and his excitement at seeing her only made it longer. He had timed the flight so that he would arrive early in the evening, hoping that she would be finished filming and at home. And now, he's nervously sitting in the taxi, his fingers drumming on his knee, hoping that she is pleasantly surprised at his sudden appearance at her front door. The taxi pulls to stop in front of her building. Scott gets out and grabs his carry-on bag, turning to pay the cabbie. As the taxi pulls away, he turns and walks into the building. He nervously fidgets with the cuff of his long sleeve shirt. He wants to see her so badly and he knows that she does too. But he doesn't know how she is going to feel about him just showing up unannounced. He finds her door and takes a deep breath. Well, here goes. He knocks on the door and waits, please be home. A comparatively early day, thank goodness no night shooting, and Miranda barely has her shoes off when there's someone at the door. She considers pretending she's out, but it might be a neighbor or a delivery of some kind. All her London friends would ring her up first. Squaring her shoulders, she says, "Who is it?", stoops a bit to look through the peephole, and then wonders if she's dreaming, "Scott?" ( No, it's the Easter Bunny. ) (Comment on this)
Monday, September 4th, 2006
10:42 am	scottspeedman and Miranda: Touch by Proxy [Backdate to August 16. This is the scene by phone they discussed in this phone call.] So what's it to be, beautiful, faster or turn it up? (Comment on this)
Friday, August 25th, 2006
10:32 pm	Miranda and scott_speedman, Aural Sex [Set around July 13, Miranda in London and Scott in LA] It's during one of those lulls. Every phone call has them. Just not sure what to say. Miranda can blame that, or the wine with dinner, or just a Freudian slip, when she says, "Ehm, may I tell you something I dreamed? about you?" "Of course." Scott replies as he walks back to the study and settles in his desk chair. He takes a sip of the ice water he brought in with him before setting it on the desk. Miranda's mouth goes on without her brain: Scott seems to have this effect on her. "I dreamed I was in your flat, naked, with those leather glove-things, the arm-binders on. And you were feeding me..." She wriggles a little, remembering how it felt, the memory and the dream blending together in her mind. ( I bloody well woke up. Just at the good part ) (Comment on this)
Monday, July 24th, 2006
9:49 pm	Miranda Otto and Vin Diesel : unlikely friendship [backdated to July 8, at the LA Bar. Just talking.] Scott's busy, Miranda's best girlfriends in LA are busy, everyone's away or busy. She could stay home and watch TV. Or not. She pops on a little top and her favourite new jeans -- nothing special but nice enough that she can pull -- and heads for the Establishment bar. The bartender has her gin and tonic ready by the time she finds a quiet corner to settle into. The drink's delivered by a beautiful slender naked man, and she idly wonders what she'd do with him if she ever decided to rent him from the club. But she's dreadful at that sort of random sex. Even random kinky sex. She orders another drink. ( Vin, on the other hand, has been watching that particular waiter half the night ) (Comment on this)
Monday, June 19th, 2006
6:15 pm	Miranda/Scott reunion [June 19. Scott is picking up Miranda from LAX.] I need a bit of warming up, first! (Comment on this)
Sunday, May 28th, 2006
10:00 pm	miranda_o /scott_speedman phone sex [LA and Sydney, May 28 or so] "So, what are you wearing, Miranda?" Scott asks teasingly. He and Miranda have been on the phone for a good fifteen minutes, covering her flight and his filming. She's been gone for a little over a week and he's missed her. "Something soft and sexy maybe?" Miranda pulls her cardigan around her and snuggles into her duvet -- it's been chilly in Sydney. The question reminds her of being on the phone with Leo, which gives her an idea. She purrs into the phone, "Oh, no, I'm wearing leather, and fur, and boots with spike heels." Scott growls into the phone as he pictures Miranda's lithe body in tight black leather and spiked boots. "How can I possibly resist a beautiful woman in leather?" He leans back into the couch and props his feet up on the table in front of him. ( I don't want you to resist, I want you to... succumb. ) (Comment on this)