Harrowheart (
westfallcorndog) wrote2016-02-21 09:50 pm
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One Share = A Golden Kiss
"Shit, shit, shit!" Harrow whispers frantically to himself as he powerwalks through the Nexus holding his bag close at his side.
He forgot! He totally forgot!
It had been at least a week since Nekomata gave him his orders. Sure it was a holiday game, and sure it wasn't actually an order, but it was still a quest, and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to finish it. Okay, so maybe he's damned regardless, but the sentiment stands:
Ixis Naugus Must Be Smooched.
"Naugus!" he hollers as he approaches the mage's tower. "Ixis Naugus! It's important! Get your ass down here NOW, man!"
He forgot! He totally forgot!
It had been at least a week since Nekomata gave him his orders. Sure it was a holiday game, and sure it wasn't actually an order, but it was still a quest, and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to finish it. Okay, so maybe he's damned regardless, but the sentiment stands:
Ixis Naugus Must Be Smooched.
"Naugus!" he hollers as he approaches the mage's tower. "Ixis Naugus! It's important! Get your ass down here NOW, man!"

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"I– I'm sorry. I'm weird. I'm bein' weird," he mumbles. His hand with the phone floats towards his pocket and goes to slip it in and out of sight.
"You think I oughta go? Just pretend I never showed up, maybe?" It's hard to look at Naugus when he asks that, but at least the guy doesn't look too angry with him.
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"It wasn't even that bad. You can kiss in this form! A fine discovery. I won't have to pretend to enjoy kissing an Overlander. No offense." Smooch attempt, take 2.
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And then kiss the doggy lips.
Now that he's a hair more confident with the business of worgen kisses he hooks one arm around Naug's shoulders and pulls him in for a second, much saner go. Finally, it happens. The promised GOLDEN SMOOCH. It's not perfect, no, but it'll make for a cute picture if Naugus does his part.
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Hopefully, the worgen doesn't puff up with fright when that crab claw braces itself on the guy's shoulder in return. And his hand, since he doesn't have to be fumbling with any stupid phones, he can use to ruffle that fuzz along Harrow's jawline. Touch this guy in all the picturesque ways to ensure they win! It doesn't even matter anymore what the prize is. Naugus just has to be the best at everything presented to him.
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Harrow flips through the pictures he's taken of their latest kiss. With swiveling, disembodied hands it's easy to get a few angles in, some better than others. This is True Art, real photography. He shows it off to Naugus with a proud, doggy smile.
"You look real cute in photographs, you know that?" he asks quietly. "I think we're gonna win. Nah, I know it. Those other schmucks ain't bringin' half what we are."
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Harrow laughs as he taps the screen with one claw. A little menu comes up and he picks through the options until sparkles and hearts appear at the edge of the picture. He even adds a well-placed lens flare. All pretense of majesty and power is out the window. The memory of their kiss is now officially kawaii.