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Ebisu ([personal profile] chibisu) wrote2018-04-11 06:05 pm

Ebisu's Inbox

[For anyone who is familiar with Ebisu in person, they might be expecting the sound of a cute child on the answering machine.]

[They do not get a cute child's voice.]

[Instead, it's the voice of a young man, speaking calmly and professionally.]


Hello. You have reached the personal phone and temple of Ebisu, one of the Gods of Fortune. He and his shinki are currently busy right now, so please leave a message and someone will respond back to you as soon as possible.

Thank you, and have a nice day.
unlucky7: (STATUS :: Smiling 2)

[personal profile] unlucky7 2019-04-19 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Note to self: ask around the office for video or photos of the spar.]

Cheating...? [Ginia looks briefly confused before she snaps.] Using Kunimi's vessel form for mundane tasks, right.

[She can't really blame Ebisu given his clumsiness, but he'll never learn to do things on his own otherwise. It's not fair to overwork Kunimi either. Ginia is about to ask about some stories she's heard when her phone begins buzzing with notifications. Right. Work always calls.]

I should get back to my desk. Have time for dinner later?
unlucky7: (STATUS :: Busy)

[personal profile] unlucky7 2019-04-23 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Such is their life in the afterlife. It's tempting to put things off a little longer, but Ginia knows how much work is waiting for her. Spreading the word on the healing spell within the temple, looking over the video prepared for the network, tackling all of her other paperwork, there's a lot.

That doesn't mean Ginia can't steal a few more seconds. She closes her laptop and pockets her phone before leaning in to catch Kimi's mouth in a lingering kiss.]
unlucky7: (STATUS :: Smiling)

[personal profile] unlucky7 2019-04-25 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kisses are easier now with the first one out of the way. There's a bit of a glow and cat-like twist of her mouth as Ginia pulls back and smiles fondly at him.]

We'll just have to deal. See you at dinner.

[Alas, back to work.]