thenearshore | Sleepover!

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Sleepover!

Who: Forrest, all of his teenage CR, and CR of that CR
What: Giant sleepover log
When: The night of June 21
Where: Lakshmi's temple
Warnings: Cuteness overload

[Forrest has never had a sleepover before, so he's pretty excited to host one at his temple. He sends out invitations ahead of time to everyone he can think of, letting them know to bring pajamas, snacks, and even a friend or two if they want. He's clad in a frilly pink nightgown with ribbons and bows for the occasion, and he's temporarily converted Lakshmi's audience chamber into a space where the guests can all party and sleep. It was already mostly full of pillows to begin with, so all he had to do was move some more in and set up some tables for snacks and things. One of the tables conspicuously contains all of his beauty supplies, because like hell is Forrest hosting a slumber party without makeovers. Anyone who shows even the slightest bit of interest will get their makeup, hair, or nails done. Soft music and the scent of lotus blossoms drift through the air, creating the perfect atmosphere for everyone to relax and enjoy themselves.]

((OOC: If you've got a teenager that Forrest has talked to more than once, assume he invited them. Friends of friends are totally welcome as well. Everyone can feel free to put up their own toplevels, and everybody tag everybody and mingle to your heart's content!))

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[Sousuke's a big eater, but he still finds himself watching this red-haired guy stuff his face with a raised brow. Seriously... is that his cheek sticking out like a chipmunk? Slow down for a few seconds, man.

He hasn't seen someone eat that much since watching Goten chow down at the beach a few weeks ago. As for himself, he's picking a few tomatoes off the nearby platter. While he'd always be going for tonkatsu, there's none of the deep-fried pork here, so he opts for something healthier--

Another glance.]

Oy. Don't choke.

Hmfm?

[Oh, yeah, words. He takes a few bit chews and swallows hard. Of course then he has to catch his breath. Okay, so that wasn't the best plan.

When he can finally talk...]

What was that? Sorry, I got a little distracted.

[That'll be an arched brow. Sousuke blinks when he's face to face with a full mouth and attempted response. Part of him wonders if this guy skipped lunch...

His brow twitches slightly; seriously, that swallow's so hard, he heard it from here. Hopefully the guy's okay and that choking thing isn't going to be a reality.]

I see that. It looked like you were trying everything.

[Hang on, this guy's voice sounds familiar...]

[Where as he hasn't really caught on to the fact this guy sounds familiar yet. Shuusei's going to hold back from stuffing his face more so he can talk though.]

Well, yeah. I don't get to shop a lot so I like trying new things!

[Also free snacks are the best snacks.]

[He doesn't recognize him visually, but if that's the case, then he's probably one of the people who spoke to him during that... late night grousing about the uneven relationship between shinki and god.

He'll avoid bringing that up. Not worth it.]

Lack of money or chances to get outside?

[Sousuke reaches out to pick up a cluster of cherry tomatoes before eyeing the rest of the spread.]

Lack of money, I get out enough but holding down a job is tough.

[He's wistful about the whole thing. It's exhausting work tricking people into thinking you work for them and that they should pay you for doing the work you did, in fact, do for them.]

I must have been deprived in my life, because I don't recognize a lot of things but also I love it all.

Because of the shinki issue. No one notices us.

[Unless they run into them or the shinki makes themselves obvious. He's seen that and experienced it already during prayer requests. It's bothersome... The idea of holding down a job with that sort of thing is still baffling.]

I doubt it. Shinki don't remember their pasts.

I don't actually know what I did in my past, but you get feelings you know? Like some things seem really confusing and others seem really simple. So I figure that means I must have had practice at the simple stuff, right?

[He's not really fishing. He avoids actually pushing and just sort of makes up assumptions on the spot without dwelling on them.

As for work, well that's a totally different story.]

It seems like we're not allowed to know.

[And that's a subject he wants to change before either of them start feeling sick discussing their "pasts" and all.]

Probably. I can still cook and swim even if I don't remember doing either.

[Which is a weird sensation. Being able to feel yourself doing something or feeling some way that doesn't make sense right now but... does? Sousuke shakes his head slightly to clear the thoughts.]

I think I remember you from the network.

Yeah? I was getting some deja-vu. You're the guy who wanted to practice swimming right?

[Shuusei's not totally oblivious even if he is distractable. So he happily gets off the topic of pasts and the such as he really, really doesn't want to try pushing that.]

[Oh. Is that what he remembers him for? Well... That's better than the alternative.]

Aa. I've actually been practicing for a while now.

[Better subject to move on to anyways.]

What about you? Any sports?

Not really. I've been busy with my "work for money" scam.

[It's not really a scam but he has to play it like one just to get a job.

At least he's taking to heart their conversation from before about not just taking things.]

I've been practicing cooking though and getting to know the regional snacks.

You call it a scam...

[He sounds a little incredulous about it, but then again, if Shuusei's actually making money, he's probably doing better than half the shinki here. But he does recall that 'taking' issue from before, so if this is the result, go for it.

A dark brow arches at the mention and he's piqued.]

Cooking, hm. My god and I cook together a lot. [A little hum.] I'm better at it than him.

[Not really, they're pretty much equal, though they're both competitive, which makes it a match half the time and a game the other half.]

My goddess I think likes to tease me a bit about it. She keeps saying if I keep offering she's going to abuse my offers.

[Because he's actually good enough of a cook that he enjoys cooking for himself. He's not a master chef or anything close to that, but apparently he's gotten a lot of practice.

He's far less competitive there though.]

But having hobbies helps make faking jobs easier.

There's worse things to get abused with.

[At least that indicates the other guy's a good cook. Sousuke would've done the cooking, but since Rin had the same idea, and they're both competitive, well... it's a joint thing now.

But hey, that means skills improve.]

Aa. We all can't live on the pay of our patrons.

Even more so when they're laid back and pretty hands off with the whole thing.

[He's going to have to work on that one.

There doesn't seem to be a huge incentive.

[Even with the threat and ayakashi and everything, the prayer requests seem to be fairly... consistent flow of appear and answer without a lot of regular threats.]

I guess it depends on what they want out of this. They were all people before, right? They got to have some goal.

[He's not going to wonder too hard on what his was in life. He's going to just have to find a new one here.]

True. But I don't think any of their goals were dealing with rescuing people and fighting off monsters.

[Which makes him wonder what's happened to those people before they came here to be gods. What about their lives? What had they been pulled from?]

Shinki are dead but gods were alive before they got here.

You think maybe they aren't the lucky ones?

[He's not to sure how he feels about any of this. But he's not angry. He doesn't know if there's any reason to be angry.

Maybe he was saved from hell. Maybe this is better than his life. Or maybe it's worse. As for gods, they know at least.]

They're better off than shinki here, but it sounds like the gods got taken from their past lives.

[The shinki are given a second chance at life so he's not exactly complaining about that. But the gods... They have all their memories and experiences.

As Shuusei says, the gods know at least.]

Hard to say.

I guess so. I'm not sure what I'd prefer, but I guess that's kind of the point.

[He's not sure if he left anything behind worth missing.]

[Neither of them know what they left behind. Sousuke at least knows he knew how to swim back then...]

Maybe it's better that way.

[With a little shrug, he pushes the topic aside and goes back to scanning the food.]

Anything on the menu you want to recommend?

[Since there is a table of food in front of them.]

[Good diversion.]

Ah! Yeah, the fake fruit deserts are fine and all but the sugar soaked strawberries and cake are probably the best thing here.

[He should no, he sampled damn near all of it.]

[He saw him sampling quite a bit when he first came over, so definitely makes Shuusei a good person to ask.]

That's a lot of sweets...

[He's fine with sweets, but that much at a sleepover? When do they sleep?]

The strawberries sound good.

[Now where's a plate?]

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