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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[priforprince]

I don't feel that way.

[ Simple fact. Unadorned. In a way she should be grateful. If she focuses on the irritation, she can lessen the rest.

A breath in, a breath out. Focus on the room. On the splendor. Not the company. Not who is here, or who isn't. Hibiki is here. Hibiki is enough.

And she'll lock that longing to see her muses away to fuel the fire that keeps the sun burning so brilliantly. Yes, when her plan has succeeded - a plan she took the first steps towards just today! - she'll have everything as it's supposed to be again. She'll still be here, still a god. But they'll be here, too. And they won't lose, even to the Sun, in radiance.

The flowers blanketing the sky can't blossom until the three of them are together. And imagining that makes her want to smile.

She's able to be direct, now. ] You should leave me alone.

[ It's not angry. But it's also not a suggestion, not really. ]

[oathkeeper]

[Sora lets out a small breath. But then he smiles, a sincere and knowing smile.]

Alright, Hibiki.

[His goal tonight wasn't to upset her or annoy her. His goal was to try to help her along with bonding with some other people here and perhaps get to know her just a little more. He thinks that much is a success, however minor.

But he knows that no matter how many new people Sora has met here and how many people he thinks might be good for Hibiki to talk with, there's no way to replace loved ones from home. There's no way to lessen the ache of those missing people that make you whole.

Sora knows that probably better than anyone else in this entire place. He feels that ache deeply every single day.]

I'll see you later. Don't forget to try some of Forrest's things, okay?

[And he'll turn to leave.]

[priforprince]

[ Hibiki makes the slightest, lowest sound at that. She doesn't even particularly feel like leaving anymore: that sounds like it involves too much effort. She'd better just find a corner and brood until this sensation passes.

Then she'll be a good guest. And she'll remember the important thing she learned today, too: Sora may not take hints, but he responds to direct orders.

She can work with that. Later. Now is for trying to feel like herself again. ]