Sleepover!

[clothes_make_the_man]

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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[clothes_make_the_man]

[Forrest blinks in momentary awe at the sight of Hibiki's best smile. This is clearly someone who operates on the same beauty and fashion wavelength. If there's a feeling you get when you meet a kindred spirit, it's whatever he's feeling right now.]

Do... you like it?

[priforprince]

Magnificent.

[ The makeup isn't bad, either!

...No, actually, Hibiki did mean that compliment (mostly) for Forrest. She even tears her eyes away from her own reflection to meet his, and considering she spends long swaths of her day contemplating her own perfection on a regular basis, this is a feat. ] A light touch befitting a master of the Prenaissance. Your accents are like the kiss of a butterfly on a crimson petal.

It's a pleasure to make the acquaintance [ she puts a hand over her heart for effect ] of a genius.

[clothes_make_the_man]

[Forrest honestly has no idea how to take all of this. It's like someone crossed his mother with Mitama or something. The reaction ends up just being a pleased little laugh and a blush at the gushing compliments as he nods his head gratefully.]

Thank you. It's always nice to know one's work is appreciated.

[priforprince]

Far from appreciated, it should be lauded.

[ Hibiki steps back and twirls around with her arms out, the better to indicate this whole room. ] You have carved out your own utopia in this forsaken universe.

My name is Shikyoin Hibiki. [ She bows, one hand resting just below her collarbone. ] And you?

[clothes_make_the_man]

It's just a hobby of mine, but thank you again.

[He really can't deal with praise this effusive.]

Forrest, third prince of Nohr.

[He's pretty sure he's got the number right by now.]

[priforprince]

Royalty itself!

[ Hibiki is very glad she already did the bowing routine. Perhaps she intuited his status! She would not put it past herself.

Still, this is a slightly different power dynamic than she'd been expecting. But if a cat can look at a king, then a Prince of idols can ingratiate herself to a Prince of...wherever Nohr is. At least it isn't somewhere on the maps she knows, only misspelled. ] That explains much. Forgive my forwardness.

[clothes_make_the_man]

[He usually doesn't introduce himself that way, but somehow Hibiki seems like the sort of person who would appreciate knowing. Apparently he guessed right on that account.]

It's all right. I don't expect any special treatment for it.

[priforprince]

Your refined aesthetic senses could belong to no other status.

[ Really, if he's a prince, that explains everything. How good he is at makeup. Why he'd...stoop...to hosting this event. He's looking out for the commoners.

What a big-hearted ruler. ] Thank you for your hospitality.

[ Never mind that she arrived here against her will and unconscious. ]

[clothes_make_the_man]

Of course. Please feel free to visit whenever you like. I'll be happy to do your makeup anytime.

[Has he made a new friend today?]

[priforprince]

[ He has made a fan, for sure. Other words starting with F are less accepted in the Shikyoin household. ] I thrill with anticipation.

[ ...Hm. He might actually merit observing. Perhaps she will spend her evening here, after all. Sitting off to herself, looking extra beautiful. And watching to see whether he'd be a good addition to the CelePara Talent Agency.

Not as an idol, necessarily. But...having staff whose aesthetic judgment she trusted might save her some trouble. ]

[clothes_make_the_man]

It's been very nice meeting you, Hibiki. I hope you enjoy yourself tonight.

[Well, at least he's managed to warm her to the idea of actually sticking out the sleepover. That's something.]

[priforprince]

You're the picture of hospitality.

[ That he did. Even if she has no intentions of interacting with a single human being, living, dead, God, or otherwise. This temple itself is nice. She'll stay for that.

And for people watching. ]