Apr. 1st, 2018

clothes_make_the_man: (embarrassed)
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[Usually after his morning fashion routine, can be seen out and about in the Far Shore, or at least behind his temple tending the lotus flowers in his garden. Today, however, he is nowhere to be found. This might be a cause for concern if not for the video feed that is eventually broadcast from inside his temple. There's a light meow from one of D2's cats briefly pawing at Forrest's phone as the feed clicks on, showing Forrest still dressed in his bathrobe and slippers, hair pinned up, and utterly riveted to a marathon of Say Yes to the Dress. And apparently he's just as opinionated as the various bridal entourages on the show itself, judging from the things he yells at the screen every so often. Excerpts follow.]

Oh, honey, no, listen to Randy!

That's awful! Your mom isn't getting married in this dress, you are!

Aww, don't listen to them, I think you look absolutely darling in that lace!

Oh... that's just... oh. Well, I suppose the important thing is she likes it.

I need to meet Pnina Tornai.

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Apr. 1st, 2018 08:26 pm
waitingforhope: (downtrodden)
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 [The feed turned on just in time to catch Mai in another sneeze.  Nothing overly dramatic or explosive, but strong enough and with a subsequent slow recovery time to indicate this was not the first.  And she was no expecting it to be the last.]

Ugh...I'm sorry.

[Taking a deep breath, she sat back and looked directly into the camera with a slightly glassy stare.  Hints of red on her nose and cheeks that--for once--didn't come from blushing.  At least, not the usually blushing from her.]


One of the kindergartners I was trying to answer a prayer for a while back must have gotten me sick.  [At least, that was the closest to an explanation she'd managed to come up with.]  I didn't even know I could still get sick, but...it's been weeks, and I only feel slightly better.

Does anybody know if cold medicine works on gods?

[That seemed to be the end of her line of questioning...except, at the last possible minute...one final thought occured to her.  A thought that promptly caused her to frown.]

Oh, and whoever thought to leave that package on my Temple doorstep?  Not funny.

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