Mr. Hollywood (Closed)

[MzSeductress]

Mr. Hollywood (Open pm if interested)

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Katie Voss sighed as she viewed her current listing of singers she wantedd to sign and newbies who had currently just signed. Not only were some singers hard to manage they were stubborn and demanding but she knew how to handle them by now and she was the best. Over the years she had turned some of the worst to the best and had even gotten emmy and music awards some could only dream to have.

Her latest client had been a mess Micheal Hardy of the Hardy brothers. Total Badass. He was hot, a musician and business man and known to be quite the party boy with a temper. She had NOT wanted him to sign at first but his manager was a good friend of hers and pleaded with her to let him join her record label.

At 24 Katie had worked with some of the most rotten people out there. the business was slimy but she had always stood her ground and she had been polite while so.She sighed taking info on her client and headed to Hardy inc to meet with the agent and her new client.

 

[Heluveite]

Midnight Sun L.A.

Hardly hardy
Bret Shan for Midnight Sun L.A.

We’ve all seen it.

Sometimes they do it with drugs, sometimes with a shotgun, sometimes with cholesterol-rich food and lack of any decency.

I mean - come on, how many rock musicians in their, say, sixties are in their prime? Surely there’s always the pillars of the genre that rock well into the retirement home. But these are the select few. More often they go out in a blaze of glory and a cloud of gunpowder. The absolute majority, in fact, just kinda fades away.

Michael Hardy is on that thin red line right now that separates a legend from a one-shot success. Of course, the Hardy Brothers have been the top game in rock music for quite some time, walking the line between mainstream and underground. They hit a goldmine, and set to digging.

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Problem is, the mine’s running empty. With no word from Jacob Hardy for over six months, with no statement from the band (let’s face it, though - all the other band members are interchangeable - not to imply a lack of talent, though) and without any hard evidence on the upcoming record and more than questionable tour results (yes, I do mean THAT stage dive) the industry chiefs are starting to pull their expectations.

Through the grapevine I heard of the big game-changer - a new deal with Unintentional Records - and immediately got on the phone. Comments I got varied significantly: some said that Hardy was such a jerk only guys from the label notorious for handling the most demanding artists could cope with him. Many said that if there was something to be done, Ms. Voss was the one to do it. Some insisted Hardys rocked so hard that anyone affiliated with the rock music industry just couldn’t keep their head cool about it.

Most agreed on one thing, though:

If this one didn’t work out, there would hardly be a Hardy on the scene same time next year.

 

[Heluveite]

The Office Tower

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The elevator doors opened on the 14th floor, and Ms. Voss immediately knew this was a bad idea.

“- Do i have to do EVERY FUCKING THING myself?!?”

The scream was deafening, and following it came the percussion of broken glass. Sounded peculiarly like something being thrown at the wall.

The theory received further confirmation as the doors to the lobby opened and out rushed a long-haired man in cargo shorts. Mumbling curses - not all of which were known to man - and rubbing his forehead, he rushed past Katie without so much as giving her a glance.

The young girl with pierced brows and orange hair at the secretary desk lifted her eyes up from the screen she was staring at just for a second, faintly registering Katie’s presence, then returned to studying whatever particular brand of makeup or hair dye she was into today on her computer.

The office door was slowly closing, and Katie could only catch a glimpse at the dark-clothed man inside, striding through the back and forth, and a man in a suit sitting on the couch by the bar.

That, and a scent of whiskey and perfume. It was 11 A.M.

 

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Katie entered the building feeling a bit anxious yet confidant that she could help this artist. after all she was an expert at this. She saw the two waiting in the office and smiled as she entered. First thing she noticed was how handsome Micheal Hardy was in person and the second thing she noticed was the intense stare he gave her and the smell of whiskey and perfume on his body.

She did feel the power and intensity of the look but she shook it off and smiled. She had heard the tantrum just seconds before but she refused to be intimidated by it. She was in charge and it was her record label. She has had plenty of male artist scream their head off at her and sure it hurt sometimes but katie had never cracked." Eddie.. Mr Hardy pleasure seeing you two today. Ive heard alot about you Mr Hardy itll be interesting signing as a solo artist if im correct?" she said offering a hand to shake

 

[Heluveite]

Michael peered at the young woman who entered the room with a look that telegraphed something like "And who the hell are you?"
I know exactly who you are.

"Eddie.. Mr Hardy pleasure seeing you two today. Ive heard alot about you Mr Hardy itll be interesting signing you to my Label. I assume you want to lead a solo career if im correct?"

" - Well unless you take a one-eighty and go chasing after my drummer you just missed - yeah, that's the only thing I see coming here. Especially since Edward here is INCAPABLE OF FINDING ACTUAL TALENT, for fuck's sake!" - Michael shot a glance at the agent, who simply grinned in response. " - Do tell, young miss whatever-your-name-is... What makes you think that you can do better? You don't expect me to go recording every fucking instrument in my arrangements on my own? I'm having enough trouble running every damn thing around here anyway."

Michael turned towards the bar counter, poured two whiskeys and handed one right into Katie's outstrtched hand, still eyeing her with morbid curiosity.

 

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Katie smiled taking the glass and pouring it out and looking at Micheal and grinned. " Well Mr.Hardy ..First thing is I dont tolerate anyone's shit not yours, not his , not even my own shit. I believe hard work and talent keeps an Artist thriving amd if you have that then that can be a start. Secondly..."she said smiling and taking the glass of whiskey from his hand and pouring it out as well. " I dont drink on auditions or signings or anything serious really so id expect you not to do so either mr hardy I want a musician not a drunken babbling monkey. I dont care what you play you just better sound good I dont autotune anyone on my label I dont care how damn good you look on an album cover and thirdly ..if I sign you were gonna have to fix that temper big boy" she smirked seeing the contained rage and curiosity in him.

Katie had quite the temper which was only shown if needed and she definitely knew how to be stern after all it was her money being invested into this man and she would not be a fool to invest in nonsense. She had to be hard and stern otherwise hed think she was weak and chew her out like the other labels.

" Oh and the name is Voss .. Katie Voss mr Hardy of Voss international music label which I'm quite sure you heard of."

 

[Heluveite]

"What in the name of..."

Michael shot an evil eye at Katie. The glance was harsh and cold, but only for a moment, and just as quickly the anger shot through the haze in his eyes it was gone, replaced with a jittery laughter.

"Well, Eddie, at least SOMEONE handling my representation's gotta have balls, right?" - he laughed as he grabbed the bottle and helped himself to a lively sip.

"Tell you what, sunshine: this IS an audition, you got that right. And so far, you're doing good. But let me tell you something." - leaned onto the desk, "You can keep running your mouth about autotune all you want, you can keep that stern face and the drill instructor approach. It might work on some up-and-coming hip-hop nobody. But me? I'm running another gig here. This here" - he waved his hand toward the wall where golden records were framed in lines - "This is pure fuckin' rock'n'roll."

She can't feel it. Can she?

"These things were not made in cubase. These were rocked hard, live and without rubber. Now I respect your business acumen, Katie, and don't underestmate me, I've done my homework. I expect you to go to great lengths and help me create. The question is - can you handle it?"

Can you handle me?

 

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Katie smirked and circled the big desk moving to stand in front of him and curled the the corner of her lip smirking slightly. Maybe he hadn't known who her father was. He was know for rock and punk rock and was legend. She was the one who made her interested in music in he first place.

She looked at him and smiled " My my my Mr Hardy that is quite an ego you have latched to you isnt it?" She aaid staring directly at him. " Oh i know what you capable of honey" she said and quickly eyed him up and down and said "..And you know I aint scared one bit shug. I definitely can handle anything you throw my way the question...are you ready for when I throw something your way? "

 

[Heluveite]

She's got her teeth. Good.

"That depends on how hard you throw. Care to show?" - Michael looked straight into Katie's eyes. Wearing her heels she still stood a bit shorter than he was, and the angle would allow for a much... much nicer view...
If only the full formal bullshit could be torn away... Right?

"Tell you what, Little Miss Voss... I'm almost sold. It's not like I was going to run through your resume anyway - but I like the attitude. I just need to see you back it up, right? Since you pretty much rocked the face value."

Michael slid off the desk and dropped into the leather chair, allowing for a different point of view on his business-partner-to-be.

"I have shit that needs taking care of right now. Tell you what" - he said, producing a pack of smokes from the desk drawer which, at first glance seemed to hold equal amounts of leftover drugs and finance reports - "Eddie here's going to go with you now to wherever you big industry guys like to nest, run through all the papers and pull up a nice crispy contract for me to sign. Bring the papers with you when you drop by at your welcome-aboard party at my place tonight".

"And for Christ's sake" - he added, lighting a cigarette - "Try not to scare my guests by dressing like this. Half of those stoners will think Big Corporate Incarnate has come fo their souls. Dress natural."
"Less. Wonder where she'll go with that?"

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Katie couldn't help but chuckle at his comment " Hmm well im sure a few of those stoners wouldn't mind having their soul taken by me it be a pleasurable end besides if they see how I normally dress theyd actually be offering their souls I wouldn't have to take anything Mr.Hardy" she smirked and eyed the cigarette and shook her head "hmmm this one is definitely going to be a challenge"she thought to herself.

"Heres my card.. send me the details and address of the party...if there is one" she grinned and alid it across the desk to him then walked toward eddie saying " Till next time Mr. Hardy" she laughed as they left the office.

 

[Heluveite]

Michael sat back in his chair as the door closed behind Katie and Ed. Things were picking up at quite a pace. If the Unintentional lady could deliver - and something told Michael she would - the whole gig could go to quite a new level.

I could go to quite a new level.

Michael took another looks at Katie's card while pouring himself another whiskey. The letters and the numbers on the card were a ripple as the picture of Ms. Voss bending over his table to slide it across kept sliding back into view in his mind's eye. He felt a nice warmth roll over his body at the memory. One that always followed a killer riff or a gorgeous woman.

Lovely.

He reached to the telephone and pressed the intercom button that connected to the secretary at the lobby.
- Vickie, be a charm and make an arrangement for a limo to pick up Ms. Voss at her appartment tonight at 11. Make sure it's packed.
Michael hesitated. Stretched his back. The warm wave that Ms' Voss has so selfishly left behind still lingered. We'll see, then.
- When you're done, come in here for a drink. And leave the panties behind.

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" Ms. Voss?" - the man on the other end of the phone had a slight eastern accent. " - My name is Kristof, I'm here to pick you up."

The black limo that pulled up in front of Katie's house had his engine rumbling, and the white-bearded man with the phone in the hand was leaning onto it's side.

The clocked showed 10:52.

 

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Katie dressed in a red dress pulling her hair in a high bun and wearing some eyeliner and a raspberry red a few shades darker than her dress to compliment her clothing. She wore a pair of heels and grabbed her clutch about to head to he party when she opened the door seeing a limo outside of her house and heard her phone ring.

Ms Voss?......My name in Kristof im here to pick you up.

Katie looked shocked not knowing Micheal would send a car because she planned on driving. She nodded and smiled politely " Ummm of course" she said slipping her protection into her purse before heading to the car..

She would thank Micheal when she arrived unsure of what kind of party she was walking into.She slid into the limo shocked to see it had fully stocked bar and fridge and she helped herself to a wine cooler but nothing stronger she was going to support her new artist as of earlier this afternoon and see how he interacted with others at social events.

She also had to admit she wanted to see what he was like outside of a business environment and if he was always intense. She knew it wasn't professional to think about her client that way but one couldn't help but be curious and figure out how he worked.