Chapter 41

“Aaron, that was perfect,” the director was saying.

“It was.” Julian was gingerly poking at his cheek as the makeup artist tried to apply fake blood to his lip. “How very Method, using your genuine dislike of me to power the character. I approve. ‘Strike me down in all your hatred, and your journey toward the Dark Side will be complete’!”

Muffled snickers drifted across the set; Aaron sneered at Julian, the expression much less attractive than probably he thought it was.

Blood successfully applied, they filmed the brief shot of Ming helping Frankie to his feet, Julian seamlessly transitioning from wise-cracking actor back to strained and injured character. After a few takes (why, Rafi wondered, was it so important to get just the right take of that two-second bit?), they had a breather while the director walked Emilia Clarke and the little girl through their upcoming fight.