An Interview with Jessica Magic. [closed]

by **Thistle** October 7th 2013, 3:21 pm

Trishy sat in her dressing room, having the dark skinned girl who her network had hired called Shawndi do her make up. Light and subtle was how Trishy wore her make up however it was still enough to cause people to focus on her face. Another tactic to do that was that she took her red eyeliner and made the tiniest dot in the corner of her eye, it seems daft but it worked. Her hair was down and curled slightly, one side was tucked behind her ear to give of an air of confidence which usually reflected off her interviewee if they needed it. Shawndi finished applying the last of her make up before, and turned Trishy around on her leather prepping chair away from her mirror to get a look at her. Crossing her arms she nodded impressed with her own work. "You look amazing." She said simply, continuing to bob her head reasurringly. Smiling, Trishy responded "Well if I didn't, you'd be fired." She laughed afterwards, standing out of her seat. She wore a blue blouse and a black dress jacket with some skinny black jeans and black 5 inch heels. She reached her hand down to her marble shelf and picked up a tiny bottle filled with a pink liquid. Leaning her head to the side she sprayed a single squirt on her neck, before turning her head the other way to get that side too. Once again she reached to the counter and lifted up a pair of blue sapphire earrings. She pushed them through the holes in her lobes and closed them, smiling at her face in the mirror. She turned around and motioned to her get up. "How do I look?" she asked, just for some extra confirmation that she looked acceptable. "Gorgeous, as usual." Trishy looked down at herself, and pulled the collar of her blouse upwards so it showed of less cleavage, she wanted to look sophisticated not like a whore. "I'm getting more dolled up than usual, I have to, if I want to stand a chance against what Jessica's going to be wearing, because from what I've researched she's quite the fashion icon. She always looks her best so I must try my hardest to do the same." She continued to pucker up in the mirror calmly. Her eyes turned to her watch and she noticed that there was only 15 minutes before she had to go on air. She made for the door, and waved goodbye to Shawndi with a hand waft, leaving her to tidy up. Opening the door and closing it behind her, she looked up and down the empty corridors of the backstage area of the Daily Chronicle's news studio. Holding her phone between her hands she sent various texts as she walked. Pressing the button at the top she allowed the phone to turn on silent mode and then lock, before sliding it into her jacket's inner pocket.

Most would be nervous about going live on air, but this was not Trishy's first time. Infact she'd done this atleast 13 times before today. She knew all the skills, if you stutter, stop, breathe, and start again. If your interviewee seems reluctant to talk or unable to answer, move on and ask them the same question dressed differently later. That usually works, and first and foremost, always look presentable and as if you know what you're doing, that you're relaxed. That kind of attitude usually subliminally effects the interviewee in making them react the same way which usually ends up with a far more successful interview.

She walked around the corner and through the arch at the side of the stage, and looked at the set. It was simple, designed to make people relax so their tongues may let slip things they didn't mean. She looked out into the cameramen who were setting up, and walked over to them and leant down a little. "Now remember boys, keep the Camera on us both at all times, I want people to see both of our responses to the questions and answers, so I can take screenshots later for the papers. It's live so you only get one shot so it has to be perfect!" She said chirpily, smiling down at them. They nodded and seemed slightly irritated that she'd told them how to do their job but she didn't pick up on that, she'd already moved over to the sofa. It was grey and had golden embroiled pillows, the companies colors you see. She sat down and read through her notes, quietly awaiting her interviewee to leave her own dressing room and join her out on stage so she could explain how this was going to work before hand.

by **Elena Vexus** October 8th 2013, 7:56 pm

It had been almost a week since the big unveiling of the Genesis Vivification Movement, and the spot light was on her. There was so much work to do, so many place to go. All in such a short amount of time. She was her own coordinator being able to handle so many things at once was nothing to her. She traveled with a couple of security guards, actual humans for the time being too which was new to her. It was a tough job, staying in character as Jessica Magic at nearly all hours of the day. She never knew who might be watching and where so keeping her lips seals about her true plans was crucial to the success of this movement.

Jessica had accepted her first live interview and was en route to the broadcasting station. She had been part of other interviews, but those were recorded and edited for time and such, there would be no such luck here. She figured that this news caster must have known her stuff by contacting the 'latest thing' for a live interview. Magic applauded her courage and accepted.
She was quickly led into the building. Though giving the appearance of a very nice, and humble soul there was still a little bit of Vexus that shown through her Jessica Magic disguise. And that was her fashion sense and champagne tastes. Her outfit consisted of a Givenchy Cocktail Dress, Giuseppe Zanotti Heels, and a Hermés Collier De Chien. She entered her dressing room to touch up her makeup for a moment. Looking at herself, she took off her lipstick, applied a primer, and then reapplied her lipstick so that it would stick through literally anything. The pulled out a small spray bottle from her clutch and sprayed the liquid on her face in a cross formation. It was a makeup setting mist just as extra insurance. She didn't need any mishaps while on national television. She fixed and adjusted her cleavage so that it didn't look like she was trying, but it was still there. Jessica played with her hair, which was in loose curl like waves. Not a hair out of place, and no sign of frizz. For further insurance, she pulled out a small can of hairspray and layered it on just to be sure. There was a knock on her door followed by a "Fifteen minutes Ms.Magic". She took a breath in and then out and made her way to the door.

The stage was set up nicely and she gave a cute wave to her interviewer Trishy as she made her way up. She offered a hand shake to her as she took her seat.
"Such a pleasure to meet you, I'm really looking forward to the interview. Love your outfit by the way." she said with a girly smile.

by **Thistle** October 9th 2013, 3:18 pm

When Ms.Magic stepped out from the backstage area onto the study floor, Ms. Voneromo almost immediately looked her up and down with some form of feminine instinct to judge how she looked. Her dress and heels were very pretty, although she barely noticed the bracelet. She smiled as she walked towards her, where she was met with a hand shake. Taking her hand gratefully she shook it, and she was taken of guard by a compliment. It took her by surprise that someone so considerably richer than her had liked her 200 dollar max outfit. She allowed both her arms to fall to her side after the shake and smiled back at her. "Oh, why thank you. Now Ms.Magic, I assume you know how this process works. Cameras are there' She pointed 'There' she moved her finger to another corner 'and There. Try and avoid eye contact with them if possible." Trishy looked behind her and used her hand to gesture that one of the stage hands come and give Ms.Magic a mic. The young man, an intern from the looks of it, jogged across, clutching onto a black circle. He nervously clipped it onto the left hand side of Jessica's Dress and turned it on. He nodded and ran back to finish the lighting. Trishy, turning around motioned Jessica to the sofa in order for her to sit down. She bent her legs and leant back politely, her legs crossing over in a relaxed fashion. Trishy was rather looking forward to this interview, it was about time she got some real publicity. "Now Ms.Magic, do you have any questions before we go live?" She tilted her head calmly, and let an inviting smile slide along her face.

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