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 almost nervously retracts the offer after seeing her hesitation, but smiles again once she decides.]

I promise I'll be very gentle with it.

[noli_oblivisci]

I'm sure you will.

[He had a good hand for things, after all. And as long as he wasn't taking a shear job to it, she could probably deal with anything, really.]

Um, I'm on 'break' right now, actually. If you wanted to do it now. Or I can just meet up with you later when things settle down?

[clothes_make_the_man]

I don't want to keep you from anything if you're busy. I don't mind doing it for you later if you'd prefer.

[noli_oblivisci]

Not at the moment, really...

[Aside from the sandwich she had, which she took another big bite out of. After a moment, though, she thinks on it and says, a bit reluctantly]

Though I guess technically one of us should always be on 'shift' while all of this is going on.

[Just in case.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

It's just a sleepover. I think you can afford to let your hair down for at least a little while.

[Pun intended. Come on, Psyche, relax a little.]

[noli_oblivisci]

You sure?

[She'd like too, really, though previous incidents have made her a tad paranoid. Possibly, a bit too paranoid, when she thinks about it - if she kept up like that, she'd probably be a bit too much like Shun in that department.]

Well...if you're okay with it, I guess it couldn't hurt? And if anyone needs help, it's not like it's hard to miss us.

[Forrest always stood out in a crowd and Psyche was probably the one of the few clopping around in boots like hers.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

Of course! I love doing beauty treatments.

[He smiles, patting a pillow and signaling for her to sit down.]

[noli_oblivisci]

Okay, then. Give me a sec.

[Psyche popped the last bit of the sandwich in her mouth and chewed quickly to get it out of the way, before lowering herself onto the pillow. She adjusted her hair, moving it all towards the back. Absently fiddling with a strand, before it too was pushed back]

Where'd you learn to do all of that? I mean...were you a beautician or something, before you came here?

[She knew he had a dad and a...pretty young aunt, there. And their clothes didn't exactly match what Psyche knew in this world or Prism.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

[Forrest laughs at that, smiling and shaking his head.]

No, nothing like that. It's just another hobby of mine. It helps that my mother had quite an eye for beauty treatments herself.

[noli_oblivisci]

I see. You just seem pretty skilled about it - though I guess it goes with Heavenly Couture and your style in general.

[Though she said that, there was a pensive flicker across her face. Namely, as she remembered one of their previous talks about what Forrest had left behind..]

What was she like, then? If it's okay to ask.

[That seemed like a safer question than, considering last time.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

My mother? Her name is Charlotte.

[Forrest smiles fondly as he recalls her.]

She's very strong, very kind, and loves pretty clothing and makeup almost as much as I do.

[noli_oblivisci]

She sounds really nice. Or at least, it sounds like you were close, with how much you seem to take after her.

[Psyche tried to imagine it. Charlotte would probably be blond and have curls in her hair, maybe? Dressed as well as Forrest? It was hard to say.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

She's very loving and caring, but sometimes comes on a bit strong.

[He smiles a bit awkwardly, giving a laugh.]

[noli_oblivisci]

Oh? You mean, she's just...really affectionate?

[Smother mother type?]

[clothes_make_the_man]

More like... she knows what she wants, and she always gets it.

[noli_oblivisci]

I see....

[So sort of like Forrest, in the sense of being kind and loving fashion, but also very ambitious and the type to come on strong. She tried imagining Forrest more like that and she let out a short giggle.]

She still lovely, really. [At the very least, if he was fond of her she couldn't be take bad. After a moment, carefully] I guess...she'd probably miss you, then.

[If she was still alive.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

She really is.

[Forrest smiles in fond remembrance, reflecting silently for a moment.]

...I'm sure she does. I certainly miss her.

[noli_oblivisci]

['Is'. Probably still alive then....Psyche wasn't sure if that was worse, with current circumstances. After a moment]

Well...it sounds like there's a decent chance of going back, it's just a matter of people not knowing when or how. So I'm sure you'll probably see her again.

[Of course, there was also a chance of not going back at all (there were still people from the first group still there, after all) or the possibility that those who disappear didn't really return home or even the chance Charlotte could pass like Elise in that time. However, dragging those ones up right now wouldn't help.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

I know. And in the meantime, I need to make sure to do my best here.

[Forrest smiles, knowing Psyche is trying to be comforting.]

[noli_oblivisci]

Yeah. At least for a while.

[Psyche didn't know about what happened to shinki who disappeared but gods seemed like they had a better chance. Maybe. However, musing over that probably wouldn't help right now. So for now, she asked, partly out of curiousity and partially to take his mind off things]

Um, what kind of braiding did you have in mind? Something like a french braid or a waterfall braid or?

[clothes_make_the_man]

Well, it's your hair. Why don't you choose?

[Forrest giggles lightly.]

[noli_oblivisci]

Um....well...

[Psyche had a lot of hair but she usually kept her hair styles simple. She had a feeling she could do something more complicated with the knowledge she had, she just, usually didn't. After a moment's thought]

Can you do a crown braid? A regular french or lace braid are okay too, if it's easier.

[clothes_make_the_man]

Of course! Just leave everything to me.

[Forrest smiles, gathering up Psyche's hair and getting started on the braid.]