March 27
Billy was in the hazy desert of Nevada, California. The distant map of a California desert painted a vast landscape very close to Las Vegas, making him think about gambling—the bets that were present for the 1994 season, particularly the World Cup won by the powerful Brazil. It was heating wallets for his future ventures and market purchases. Though sports betting was prohibited, the secret grand hall he visited in 1991 was still standing. Major entrepreneurs were occasionally making bets, even on these sporting events.
Even after the law, more people visited the hall, with minimum bets starting at $100,000. It beca normal for so to burn money in their free ti. Unfortunately, he was limited by his age. Rules must be followed even when operating in gray areas.
-Good morning, young Billy. Today's recording process will be lengthy, as will the following days. The public space of the natural park allows our team 30 days for shooting, so keep up the good pace you've had in the last recording sessions, - said Nigel, Ronald Emrich's usual assistant.
Is there an assistant for everything? So.
-No problem, - said Billy, adjusting himself while reviewing the script for the upcoming scenes. The action part awaited him after an interstellar journey of millions.
The surprise ca in the form of a captivating young woman—beautiful, with green eyes illuminating the room. She was the love interest of the protagonist, Daniel Jackson, played by Mila Avital (in her role as Sha're). The woman had a way of charming the crew with her arrival, chatting casually with most of the protagonists.
Kurt and Mila approached the small improvised set used by Billy.
-Good morning, Bill. Little Mila here expressed a desire to et her leading man, - said Kurt condescendingly.
-Good morning, Mr. Russell. Good morning, miss, - said Billy, extending his hands to his two colleagues.
-A very formal young man, - Mila remarked.
-No doubt about that, - Kurt said, bidding farewell to the two young actors. Mila's initial discomfort with Kurt's introduction faded as she heard the rumors circulating among the cast.
-You are as good as Ronald Emrich said, - Mila remarked.
-Oh, I hope it's only good things, - Billy said almost robotically. So phrases can only be used, and saying more than that could be uncomfortable. He pointed to the seats, nodding gently for Mila to take a seat.
-Thank you, - Mila said, taking a seat in front of Billy with a reserved look. Beyond appearances, he understood that this young man had received a good education from an early age. He must be soone from a wealthy family, Mila thought.
-Well, undoubtedly, you ca here for sothing specific. How can I assist you? I'll do it if needed. By the way, I'm Billion Darwin, a pleasure, - said Billy.
-Mila Avital, - she responded.
In the silence, Mila continued.
-Well, it's out of curiosity. My feminine instinct alerted to see one of the stars of the show, - said Mila.
-Ohhhhhh, is there sothing interesting you should know? - said Billy.
-Well, yes, why do you wear a suit? - said Mila.
The question surprised Billy a bit, as he didn't fully understand the reasons behind it. It could be a tricky question or perhaps an inquiry that goes beyond common social thoughts, delving into more abstract ideas like personality traits.
-Well, it cos from my father. You could call it the aesthetic a man should follow when dressing, - said Billy.
-Haha, fashion is what people should follow. But a suit never goes out of style there, Darwin. Well, in a practical sense, you always look stylish in a suit, but it's not sothing commonly done these days. Now I want to see you with a rocker style, - said Mila.
-These tis... and probably I did wear it at so point, - said Billy.
-Probably, - asked Mila.
-Yes, if I have a role to play, - said Billy.
-Ah, the charm of acting, - the girl responded.
-It is, that's why it's precise, - said Billy.
-Well, what would you say about living in the 20s? I feel like this era suits you, - said Mila.
-An era quite sad, - said Billy.
-That's what history books say, but who knows, those tis bred great n, and life was carried out traditionally, many lost traditions that could be beneficial. A happy family, less than what we have now. Just thinking about comfort and romance makes shiver, - said Mila. Her green eyes frad with seduction, and Billy swallowed. This is an actress, they can be charming.
-I see the cradle of all love. Personally, in a hypothetical case, I think I would be a businessman, - said Billy.
Mila could only see many things in those few words, but she kept quiet. Ti was short, and she could see Nigel checking the ti from a distance.
-Well, what do you think, Mr. Darwin? Are our customs important and destined to be followed because that's where we find the ti to grow? - Mila asked.
It wasn't a philosophical question or a query questioning values. It was just expressing ideas about life, a light conversation.
-All values are guided by what we desire. If so seek freedom, it's common for them to pursue change. On the contrary, if so seek harmony, following customs is a logical idea. As long as you play within those limits, you can make a happy life, - said Billy, responding while thousands of ideas raced through his head.
-I see. I hope our performance is charged with aning, - said Mila. She continued, subtly displaying signs of flirtation—her wide-open green eyes, her hair swept to one side to reveal her exposed neck and chest, and her head and feet pointing towards Billy.
Billy managed to pull off the smile that lted Alice and replied, - I hope so. -
-Although I'd like to understand, where does the deep respect for love co from? - asked Billy.
Mila stood up from her chair and approached. As she leaned down, her torso ended up a few inches from Billy's face. -- Feminine thinking. Hahaha, -- Mila said, her normally blonde curls flying in the sudden gust of wind.
Her long dress, used for the movie, gave her a modest appearance. But how could a woman with such charm be humble?
She left just as she had arrived, with a slight gust of wind. The sound of the crew getting ready filled the air. Everyone had to be in their positions; the next scenes were crucial. What surprised them was how little they had to work with. Besides the sandy beaches, there were only a few rudintary structures and a half-finished pyramid that only showed a front, the rest was empty and hollow.
-You start in five minutes, young man, scene 67, - said Nigel.
The recording thirst of Stargate was high. The construction in what seed to be the middle of a desert was a great shot for the production. The unbearable heat of nearly 40 degrees was in full swing.
Everyone in their positions, Billy, you've just co through a wormhole, try to get into character.
-escena 67 toma 1. – grito Ronald Erich.
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