| [if one were to ask francel how, exactly, he managed to secure a position as a permanent stylist on the set of the heavens' ward: fury's gaze — the ambitious sequel to last year's highest-grossing spy thriller the heavens' ward — he would chalk it up to good luck and good fortune, nothing more.
as stylists go, francel de haillenarte is not particularly well-known. there are no brush sets or makeup lines branded with his name; he endorses no shampoos or hair sprays, high-end or otherwise. he is a perfectly ordinary young man who graduated from cosmetology school not long ago, and he attributes his acceptance into one of the best-known agencies in the film industry to mere staffing issues. the head stylist berates him frequently, as do the divas he often works with, but francel has the grace to accept such abuse with an apologetic smile every time. his gentle fingers never waver. for all his other shortcomings, no one has ever complained that he pulled too tightly on their hair, or that his eyeshadow brush pushed too deep beneath their browbone.
the real surprise is that his delicate approach has apparently met with approval from the film's star, zephirin de valhourdin. a week ago, a last-minute mishap with a motorcycle left zephirin's usual stylist unable to get to set on time, so francel filled in for her; now, despite the fact that she is fine and on set at this very moment, zephirin has specifically requested francel's services again.
on the one hand, francel is worried about the repercussions of stealing his coworker's client. on the other... a little thrill of nervous excitement jolts through his spine as he sets his styling tools beside zephirin's designated makeup chair, and patiently waits for the actor to take his seat.] |