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"Mrrrr . . . m'okay," he told the vetala. "Methinks . . . You 'kay?" Mort remembered that Amrita had been near Chritof when he heard the spat going on; at least she didn't look hurt physically, unlike the poor strix. He nodded a little to King when he entered the group and Joachim when he introduced himself, stifling a yawn; dissipating apparently made him sleepy. The gnome's yell woke him up quickly though.

"Er . . . our turn?" he asked Taryn.

Truthfully, King wasn't sure why Muka was giggling. What was so funny? Had he told a joke without knowing or made a fool of himself? That did not sit well with King, he rather liked not making a fool of himself, at least not in public. He- Oh! "My apologize I assume too much when I should perhaps assume nothing at all." Still he and Joachim vanished behind the curtain, and King was left wondering why they needed a booth. It made it seem... intimate somehow. Then again, he was not going to assume. Or try to anyways.

The next couple went in and- Oh, well that was a bit couplish no? They looked the part, (the female the more aggressive of the pair. Was this commonplace here? Aggressive females? The males seemed more mouse like but he wasn't really one to talk. He was still a pup from his parent's den after all). Their partnership aside, King was at least glad to see that he could identify couples. Which said a bit on his views of how couples were 'supposed' to be. Loyal, obvious, all that stuff.

But after them- He wanted to have a memory too. Deep breath taken, The wolfos would muster his courage and take a photo. His single status to Goht! He'd have his memory. Walking up, he heard a gnome yelling at him. "Hahahaha can't find a b***h?" His eye tricked. "And I see you cannot find clothes." The gnome cursed at him, kicking his shin. Lovely, at least that wouldn't show up in the photo.
Entering the booth he was posed ready, a small smile playing on his lips. The click of the camera and he moved, not wanting to hold anyone who wanted one after him back.

He'd gotten his memory and he'd keep it, as confusing and awkward as it was. If anything, he'd look back perhaps in the future with a deeper understanding and knowledge of the customs, perhaps with a bit of mirth laugh at his own ignorance. But that would be in the far, distant future.

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Character name 1: Frost in the Storm
Character 1 reference links: WIP rofl
Notes on Pose: Very reserved, just faintly smiling
Anything else?: White fur, red eyes. A somewhat traditional style outfit? Artist can have fun designing this~ IDK I WAS TOLD THIS WAS OKAY TO DO @A@;;;

"....Do I?" Barth looked at Calder, and then followed his line of vision. "Oh," he said softly.

"Yes. If you like," the nervous hiss was gone, and the distraction was welcome. He smiled, a little, touching Calder's hair again. It didn't take telepathy to know it was on Calder's mind. "Don't worry. It looks good."

"This way, my Lady~" Mac had chuckled, leading Lizzy from the tables by the hand and introducing her to the line for the photobooth with a bow befitting some sort of Prince. Or maybe some high end butler, even! Once in line he stepped in close again, pressing one hand against the curve of her hip while the other traced down her pale arm to link her fingers with his. He didn't really know anyone in line (or at least he couldn't remember ever meeting them), so he didn't feel bad about ignoring the lot of them to instead focus on his pretty ghoul.

"So, how serious should we take this photo?" He asked her innocently, swaying lightly in what was probably a very lazy attempt as a dance. While in line for photos.

"Up to you," She giggled at how ticklish - but nice - it felt to have his fingers down her arm, before holding firming onto his hand, "I like it when you lead, remember?" She giggled again, tiptoeing to kiss him on his jaw.

"Oh, so if I said make all the funny faces, you'd listen?" He mused cheekily, still halfassed spot-dancing with her while the pait ahead of them got into the booth. "Or what if I said they should be naughty pictures?" He was being a jerk now, but at least he amused himself; there was no way he'd want to do that, not with other people around who could see her. Nope, she was just for him. Only always for him.

Suddenly, it was there turn! Hurray! The Reaper spun her and then lead her to the booth, completely unaware of the evil gnome and the evil arrow.


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Character name 1: Mac
Character 1 reference links: Official Mac, and he's dressed like Danny Zuko from Grease. Without his hat.
Character name 2: Lizzy
Character 2 reference links: Lizzy arts, The dress (only the tie is pink). Here's the both of them how sweet are they yaaaay
Notes on Pose: SOMETHING SWEET idek. Hell even that "Lizzy kissing Mac's cheek" would be cute. They were half-dancing while waiting in line?
Anything else?: I think Lizzy's been stuck with something arrow-like...?

She was okay with hugs! Hugs were fine!

"What isn't funny?" She blinked before allowing herself to be pulled into a hug, although it was just that - a hug, the same one she used to give him all the time, "Puppy Mac, you need to smile more! You look better when you smile!"