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Who: 707 + any unfortunate soul
When: December jobs
Where: various locations
What: shenanigans and I don't know what else. effectively just shenanigans.
Rating: Seven.

♟ I JUST WANT TO TOUCH YOUR FUR

[ Other people might have had a problem dressed up as a “saucy” version of Blanc’s “Father Christmas” but Seven had no issue with such a thing. If anything, he was more than happy to have the outfit thrusted upon him and wore it proudly, and if anyone had a problem with how he was dressed then that was completely on them. The locals were doing their best to celebrate something nice and Seven was going to help spread that cheer even if his legs felt a little cold.

Case in point, he was helping around the town giving out as many gifts to as many victims of the war as he could possible track down. Tis the season and all of that, right? Out of presents he was on his way back to help the locals decorate the tree when he spots something furry. It’s…not a squirrel because squirrels don’t exactly exist in this place however—

It’s still totally and utterly cute. (Never mind that it’s totally pelting some poor soul with nuts.)

Forget the decorations, Seven going to be running after towards the not!squirrel with everything that he has, spooking it entirely. ]

Wait for me~!

[ Sincerest apologies to however he ends up bumping into—mowing down—during his pursuit of the small and extremely frighten creature. If nothing else, marvel at how a man can run in heels like those? ]

♟ CANDIED FRUIT THANK YOUS

[ With the cure of that nasty virus found, Seven finally finds himself some peace of mind. He’s a little wary about how the Prime Minister is decides to throw a month long celebration for the success but given what he’s learned so far about how the war and the general livelihood of people here have been effected, he doesn’t judge. He just goes along with the mood and makes it a point to join the locals.

Seven makes it a goal of his to fit in with the people who he’s supposed to help protect. It’s not that he wouldn’t protect them or help out with the war without fitting in, but it helps him understand just where they’re coming from. There’s still more to Noir and Blanc both that he wants to understand but all in due time. …even if he’s not known for being patient.

So, here he is dressed up as a Krampus with a basket filled with fruit and candy canes humming cheerfully. He’ll approach any poor soul who seems lonely, or just alone quite frankly, with a smile and offering the goodies that he has managed to collect. ]

Come on, it’s not the time to be all alone. [ He tilts his head to one side and tries to be a cute as possible while dressed as the monstrosity that is the Krampus. ] It’s time to be happy, festive, and celebrate what’s there is to enjoy!

♟ CHOCOLATE KISSES

[ Now, Seven isn’t a man who indulges in drinking at any point in time. Quite frankly, he avoids it entirely but it seems like that’s going to be a problem to avoid seeing how it seems to be occasionally mixed in with the hot chocolate. A few alcoholic drinks aren’t going to get him drunk, no, but they are going to get him loose enough to where he’ll be freely standing under some mistletoe with a hand on his hips and the other at his mouth as he “blows kisses” to anyone who is walking by.

There is no excuse for this. Honestly, just help him. He’s still not drunk but maybe someone should save him from himself. Regardless if someone saves him or not—or even comes over he’ll start to make “passes” at anyone who wanders a bit too closely to him. Maybe even sticks out a leg towards them? Oh, and the basket he was carrying over has long fallen out of his hands and the contents are scattered about his feet. ]

Don’t you want a kiss from Santa? [ He’s not dressed up as Santa. Not even in the slightest bit. ] Chu~ Chu~

[ ~~I WROTE THIS ON MY OWN VOLITION.~~ ]

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[ Why is this guy sticking his leggy out at him... should he be worried? If anyone was going to avoid hot chocolate, it'd be Keaton. Why? Look at them ears! His tail! He's clearly related to some sort of species of canine (and he's not too much of a dumb), so he stayed away from the Death Liquid.

Evidently, Seven did not, and Keaton can smell it on him. ]

Uh... no. [ With a nervous ear twitch, he takes a few very tiny steps backward, like if he had to easily run for the hills, he could. ]

Your name is Santa?

[ Yes, yes he should be worried and at no point should he have approached this man whose morals are loose and standards of social norms almost non-existent. Unfortunately, though, he did and now there's nothing to be done with it but to understand that there will be consequences for this. ]

No, but if it'll make you feel more comfortable, you can call me Santa if you'd like~

[ Seven coos and draws back his leg in a coy fashion, which message and any trace of potential sultry behavior will be lost given his costume. Krampus are not sexy, thus, Seven should not be sexy.

This may be his last chance if he wants to escape. ]

[ Funny that Seven brings up being more comfortable, but everything in front of him screams the opposite? However, it's recognizing a situation like this that causes him to come to one conclusion:

There's no need to run. He's a capable, competent, and confident Wolfskin--- except for that skittish sign earlier. It's just a guy dressed up for the festivities! The worry is gone, SURELY HE'S SAFE! ]

Okay, Santa. [ Hey, he feels better already! ] I'm not really sure if I need a kiss though.

[ And thus, Keaton approaches with less apprehension and more curiosity. ]

[ THIS IS NOT SAFE. He should contact another, better adult to evaluate this situation and realize that this is not one to continue to be in. Keaton, have you ever considered that your decisions may not be completely found in sound logic?

Then again. ]

No? Well, if you're not in the mood for a kiss then I shouldn't be stealing them. No, no... That's not what Santas do. [ Santas actually invite small children to sit on his lap and ask them if they've been a good boy/girl that year in order to give them presents. ...which out of context sounds Dubious at best. ]

Hmm, how about a hug?

[ He'll open his arms out wide. ]

[ To be fair, whatever qualifications that are required to be considered a 'better' adult probably make every hero exempt from any sort of logical qualification process. As strong, proud, intelligent, and able as some of them are, there's no doubt that there is a cruel kind of humor that comes with each of their presence in this weird world.

He's definitely learning a lot about Santas, things that'll he'll DEFINITELY have to ask his roommate about. Do Santas also show a lot of leg, too? Combine that with the tradition of climbing into a stranger's lap wearing a festive costume and someone's probably going to jail at some point. Not Seven though, he's far too trustworthy! He's even looking out for Keaton, not forcing him into some smoochy-smooch time and that is very considerate. Bless. ]

A hug? Sure, I can do one of those. [ Why is Keaton hugging this man? Why does he seem extremely personable? These questions will probably never be answered in his lifetime, so why not?

Whatever tentativeness that was there before is gone, and soon Keaton goes straight into Seven's arms and accepts the open arms with his own--- with the addition that he will also lift the 'Santa???' up a little off the ground. He's a strong Wolfskin who ain't afraid of nobody. ]

[ This potentially might—will be a headache for Jumin to explain at a later date. Sorry, not sorry Jumin. Because Santas definitely do not show their legs off like this but hey! Maybe they could. Wait, no, they shouldn't. That sort of thing isn't approved of in society.

Poor Keaton for putting his trust into Seven. He's not the worst person to trust but he definitely has a price. Either way, he's not going to question the hug that comes to him. Or how he's lifted up for the matter. ]

Wo~w!! So strong! [ Maybe it's Seven who should be afraid of the implications here. Seven knows he isn't the heaviest person in the world but the fact that he's being lifted up like this with ease is...

Well, he's has enough to drink to where he doesn't care about such small details and instead just laughs and gives his new wolf friend a squeeze. He's eyeing the ears and tail though. He...wants to pet them. Touch them.

But like any good person observing dogs, Seven will not touch them without asking permission first. He's bold, sure, but currently his ribcage is in danger...possible danger. ]

I feel like a damsel being swept off her feet.

[ Wasn't he just calling himself Santa a second ago? ]

Ha! You expect anything less from the Wolfskin's leader? They may have taken my Beaststone, but they haven't taken my strength!

[ Though, seeing that Seven is a little tipsy, maybe he wouldn't have questioned a hulking, bestial wolf-like creature doing the same thing? It might come with a few more injuries to the ribcage, but hey! A great story to tell someone one day! That's certainly worth it.

Still, maybe he should let Seven down. No reason to give his internal organs a squeezing to permanently remember. ]

Huh. A damsel? [ That makes him cock his head, his ears listing off in the same direction, and his tail to swish through the air behind him nervously. ] That sounds kind of painful. I don't want you to fall! Here, let me help you.

[ Which leads Keaton to move behind Seven, wrapping his arms around his waist, and resting his chin on Seven's shoulder. There. Much more secure. No way he's going to fall and suffer any sort of damage! NOT ON HIS WATCH, he's a good wolf, and as friendly as Seven is... well, clearly he should be saving the damsel in this case. ]

So... uh. I'm a little confused. You're a damsel, a Santa, and a hero? Isn't there an easier way to describe you? Or maybe a name?

[ Jumin's brain will probably explode. Big sorry. ]

[ Beaststone..? Wolfskin...? That was a lot of terminology that he hasn't heard before and even though he's done a fair amount of reading about the things around Blanc, it wasn't something he encountered at all. Perhaps it was something from his world.

Would make sense. Perhaps it could explain the ears and tail, which was wagging. Ahhh how he wanted to pet Keaton even more now. Though with how he shifts around behind Seven, it makes it hard for him to reach out and touch the ears or tail. Alas, even if the hold is more comforting, it delays his desire to touch the possible soft fur.

What a good doge tho. Even if said doge is now slightly confused, which is kind of cute and makes him laugh. ]

Who says I can't be any or all of those things? [ Laughter dying down, he'll smile simply at Keaton. ] But you can call me Seven Zero Seven!

[ He'll try to lean back to boop Keaton on the nose lightly. ]

Or just 'Seven' for short.

[ What a strange guy. Kind of enigmatic, kind of strange, but it'd be difficult for Keaton to call Seven anything but... pleasant? Kind? As much as he prides himself on being good at reading people, especially on first glance, Seven's attitude is pretty unique compared to the rest of his comrades! Then again, that might be a good thing for him in the end: who knows what kind of behaviors he could encounter in the future, and thus a good reason to stick to Seven a little longer. ]

You know, that's true! [ A wiggle of that nose as it's booped. HE BOOPED THE NOSE! DOES HE KNOW THE SECRET? Deciding it'd be good to see Seven's face more than anything, he turns him around, staring into those mesmerizing eyes. ]

You could be any or all, but you could also be none of those things, right? [ The presence of mana isn't lost on Keaton so 'none' could never be the answer but hey, it's almost like a riddle. ] Seven is your name? Are there six more like you?

[ He doesn't hesitate to get his face right up in the red head's business, and sniffs at him. Seven's truly a mystery! ]

[ He's nothing if not strange, however, even if he's strange, Seven is still a stand-up guy who isn't an awful person. Good luck trying to understand him though, Keaton. There are more layers and faces to him than onions have layers and potatoes have eyes. ]

Oh~! Very clever! It's like that poor cat that is both alive and dead. We'll never know which one it is unless we look.

[ Seven isn't even bothered by the sniffing and instead just begins to pet Keaton on the head fondly as if he were a real dog. Keaton's close enough to a dog anyway, right? Never mind this is not how to treat people... ]

But no, there is only one of me. I am the only Seven that there is. [ There's a moment's pause as he considers something.He ends with a cat-like laugh and a smirk. Did... Did Keaton even follow any of that? ]

[ Keaton stares into the void for a moment, before coming to the conclusion that Seven is talking about something truly terrifying to him. ]

... a zombie cat? We're going to need some Light magic for that, huh.

[ Upon Seven's hand touching his head, Keaton unconsciously lowers his head and moves into the pat. Look, he IS a real dog, Seven! Just be thankful he's not begging for bacon yet or chasing cats. Speaking of which, that weird feline-esque laugh catches his attention as he stares at Seven. ]

The only Seven? That means the kisses you offered must be pretty rare. [ He looks distressed--- does he accept a smooch because it'd be a treasure that no one would be able to match, or...

internal panic ensues ]

[ What a good dog... Seeing that he's not repulsed by Seven's petting, he'll keep at it with gentle soothing pets. It's not the same as petting a cat but it isn't bad. (Seven you're petting a dog person this isn't okay?!?) ]

No~ Not at all like a zombie but I guess we could still use light magic on it. [ THIS POOR METAPHORICAL CAT. ] The cat is either alive or dead. We just don't know until we check the box, and so until we do it'll be both.

[ It's called a paradox. Much like Keaton's options at this point. Does he really want a kiss from Seven? Is it really that valuable? It's not something he could tangibly have or show off to anyone if they asked... ]

And I guess a kiss would probably be pretty rare! But there's only one of you too, right? There's only one of everyone here until we've hit all of the possible genome combinations. However even then—! [ A pause for dramatics! ]

It's our experiences that we have that make us different.

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[ Don't compare petting a proud Wolfskin to a lowly cat! They're two separate kinds of beings with different levels of comprehension! That being said, Keaton's too busy trying to get more of his hair fur to get equal petting time. Seven's hands must be magical--- that, or he's pretty gifted in whatever he does with them. ]

Should I be worried that you want to put a living or dead cat in a box? [ A nervous ear twitch and he really should pull away but THE HANDS are too powerful! He must receive more, especially because this is basically the best kind of mana transfer ever? ] You wouldn't do that to a wolf, would you? They're definitely as cool as cats, but you didn't hear that from me. Don't tell anyone I said that.

[ He'd hate to face Jumin's wrath if he spoke poorly of them.

The concept of science (and honestly Keaton's brain would melt if Seven tried to explain genomes to him) goes right over his head and he can only stare blankly until he gets to experiences. ]

And how many have experienced your kisses? [ He's gotta figure out how much they're worth, after all! ] Are there any people from your world around here who could vouch for them?

A wolf? No way! Absolutely not! I wouldn't do that to a cat or a wolf. [ Seven's voice is firm and serious. Sure the RFA may look at Seven dubiously whenever he talks about his love for Elly and how he ""abuses"" her, but he sincerely loved animals. And he says so with all of the genuine and cheery love he can muster in his voice. ] All animals deserve to be safe and loved~!

[ That was the truth and Seven moves onto the next topic of how many people have experienced his kisses. ...ah...well. There's really no shame in the truth. ]

None and zero. Perhaps as a man I should be ashamed to say such things but the life of Seven Zero Seven is just that way!

[ A moment's pause and his face will blanch for a moment as he relives something particularly discomforting. ] Ah. Though I have kissed Jumin's hand. That was gross.

[ Wow, he's really serious! Thank goodness. Does this mean Seven's room would always be a safe haven for a Wolfskin like him? Hopefully! Especially if it means evading the too-serious and business-like man that happens to be his roommate. ]

Seven Zero Seven... is everyone named after numbers like you?

[ But then his face blanches too, clearly at the name being said. ]

Oh. I guess not. That probably makes you pretty special. [ A beat, then: ] His hands seem too clean at times. I'm not sure if I like that.

[ Then again, he didn't mind embracing Jumin after the phoenix's song made them both sob uncontrollably. Too bad he couldn't keep those tears as a physical treasure! ]

[ The verdict might be out on Seven's other roommates, but as far as Seven's concerned he would be very kind to Keaton and never turn him away. If nothing else, Seven would be funnier to hang out with than stuffy ole Jumin. ]

No, people who aren't like me have normal names like Jin-young Park, Jong-kook Kim....

[ He replies with flourish and wagging a finger. The names still probably sound foreign to Keaton's ears but look! They were all popular K-Pop stars and everyone needs/should be educated in the wonderful tunes of K-Pop. ] I have a normal name too but I think I might have forgotten when I got here.

[ He says with a bit of a laugh. ]

Oh~? Do they? I'm surprised that Jumin can take care of himself here when he gets such special attention back home.

[ Jumin tears are the key to eternal life Keaton!! You missed out on a valuable ingredient!!! ]

[ The first thing Keaton thinks upon hearing those names: ]

Is there a difference between a young park and an old park?

[ Because he's seen a park before! Actually, the first time was when he ran around the city's capital and looked around at all the different things... it's very unusual compared to the fort he's used to, where it's more common to find a mine, a rice field, a bean farm, and then suddenly an arena to fight for money all within the same area. ]

Ah... but Seven is easier to say and remember. I don't want need to know about Kooks and Kims.

[ Perhaps he can acquire some of those tasty sad drops later? Especially after Jumin finds out about this entire conversation, where he will sing the praises of Seven and wonder why Jumin is... ]

Special attention? [ His ears perk up! ] Is there something I need to know about him? Does he need particular care, like putting furballs in his pockets or something?

Wrinkles?

[ He says bluntly and quickly before laughing. ]

Good, good. What should I call you? Aldhdhib~?

[ Seven says the foreign word with ease (though it has taken him lots of practicing and reading to get it right). It definitely and most certainly sounds nothing like what Keaton's probably heard before in his life. ...but it's basically "wolf" in Arabic.

But with the way Keaton's ears perked up, Seven feels the mischievous streak build within him. ]

Something like that... [ He'll get closer to Keaton as if he was trying to tell him a secret— ] Jumin always had other people pick out things for him to wear and what he should eat and basically took care of all of those things for him~

[ Seven's says full of dramatics and making Jumin's life here sound some huge daunting task before him. Look at poor Jumin unable to take care of himself..!! How he must struggle. ]

Maybe you should help him with all of that too. I'm sure he'd appreciate it.

A-blub-blub-blub?

[ Eh, he's trying his best to say what Seven did, but even with the highly sensitive and well-tuned ears of a Wolfskin, there's no way. The word is foreign! He never had a chance. ]

Jumin did? Really! Wow, that makes a lot of sense. [ Look at that tongue peeking out between his lips. As mischievous as Seven probably feels, Keaton's surely got Jumin's best interests in mind. After all, they are roommates, and there's some sort of obligation he has to making sure the First Person He Met is comfortable. Kind of like paying him back. ]

Oh, I can definitely do that. [ Hm. So Seven knows a bit about Jumin, it seems! He's so lucky to have met Seven Zero Seven out here, even if at first he might have been a little apprehensive about the leggy man offering kisses, but... ]

Tell me, what's his favorite food?

[ Maybe Keaton can make it for him using the freshest of ingredients. Or not. It's probably not.

What's the worst that could happen! ]

[ KEaton's pathetic attempt at saying the word gets Seven laughing even harder. It's not too terribly funny but at the same time it is for him. He tried and that was what was important, he guesses.

Though this is nothing compared to the way that Seven is loving the fact that Keaton is eating up his words. So gullible. So eager to please. It was like talking to a wolf version of Yoosung...except even then Yoosung wasn't nearly as excitable as Keaton. Also he mostly knew better at this point than to blindly trust Seven. ]

Oh? Can you? What a good boy. [ It's not meant to be patronizing but given how Keaton reminds him so much of a dog, he can't help himself. He'll offer pets?? ] Hmm... I don't know what kinds of foods Jumin likes since he just eats whatever his nutritionist tells him to—but! He really enjoys wine.

[ A pause as Seven gets closer and looks him right in the eye. ]

Really, really, reaaally likes wine.

[ Look at that tail wag. With it, he could start a tornado if he wanted to. Tiny wisps of dust shoot out of it as his excitable fluffy thing goes all over the place! He's definitely a good boy, and it's worth being called one by a not-stranger after meeting him. First impressions are everything, which is CLEARLY why Seven must be placed higher on the list than Jumin... for now. ]

Huh. Someone has to pick his food out for him? [ He snickers. Now that's actually funny. ] Humans are weird. He wouldn't last in the wild, would he?

[ That's an intense looking that Seven is giving him. It's almost like his eyes are diamonds, sparkling with a kind of impishness that Keaton can totally appreciate. In fact, he can't help but lean toward him as he approaches and...

... boop! Their noses touch. ]

Wine? Hm. Okay. You know, I think I might know someone who could help me find some around here. And if I can't find them, then I'll... just ask around!

[ He'll find the best wine and make sure Jumin drinks a lot. That'll make him happy. ]

[ Seven should always be placed above Jumin!

Except in every other poll and statistic that tells him otherwise...even Seven doesn't consider himself the highest person on the RFA hierarchy, but Keaton can think what he likes. LEt it be known that if he tells Seven that he's higher up than Jumin, it'd be weird.

But the tail wagging just makes Seven want to praise him and pet him more. Cats were wonderful and his favorite but dogs had their charm too! ...or dog-like people? Seven isn't affectionate at all but it feels as if he's talking to a dog than a person so maybe this is why. ]

I trust that he'd last at least a day. But after that—I'd think he'd need someone to look out for him.

[ He's implying Keaton here. Be a good watchdog for good useless Jumin, okay? He'll boop him on the nose again since he seems to like it and it seems fun enough currently. ]

Sounds like a great plan! If you do that I'm definitely sure he'll be super happy.

[ Ah! Another boop on the snoot, a true gift! How could he repay Seven for such a kind gesture that makes him wiggle his nose, tail suddenly going still and stiff behind him? ]

Well! Then, I'll do my best. Not just for him, but for you too.

[ Because it makes sense that Seven wouldn't just ask Keaton to keep an eye out for just Jumin's sake. They have to be friends in capacity, and that kind of caring doesn't come from nowhere. Buddy logic, engaged! ]

Oh, but before I go?

[ Exactly where will Keaton go? Probably to find some of that wine for Jumin.

Keaton will get the last laugh? Or something, because he'll give Seven the tiniest smooch on the cheek. ]

Good good.

[ Seven is pleased to know that he'll have someone this eager taking care of Jumin. He didn't need Keaton to also look out for him, but he wasn't about to correct him about that. He gives Keaton a curious look just before the kiss (to the cheek) happens.

Scandalous! Seven is mostly, probably scandalized that Keaton kissed him! A hand flies to his cheek and the other over his mouth as he makes a shocked but bashful expression. ]

My first kiss! [ It was only a kiss to the cheek... ] You'll have to take responsibility for that.

[ #whythis ]

[ Gasp... did Keaton truly surprise The Great Seven Zero Seven?! ]

Oh! Well. I did do it, so of course I will.

[ Would there be any doubt? Besides, what kind of consequences could an innocent peck like that do? While he looks down at the ground pensively, drawing a line in the snow with his toe, his tail betrays his actual feelings.

His tail wags cheerfully. IT BETRAYS HIM! Kisses are supposed be playful, aren't they? Keaton's certainly having a little fun... ]

Don't worry. I'll treasure it like all my other things.

[ Like the dragon balls and his fancy pen!

#hiddenrouteunlocked??? ]

im sorry ( open )

chu chu chu

keaton no......

keaton yes.........!

keaton why...................

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A CAT.... !!!

MEOW!! ...and my html fail crys

ugh on my email it looked it was shrinking... running away... farewell reply

like what should be happening

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quietly headbangs to snsd

gee gee gee gee baby baby baby

cue keaton dancing around...

what a cute dog...

perfect for k-pop... keaton starts with k! #flawlesslogic

#seemslegit

#toolegittoquit

i can't believe keaton was the first to "kiss" seven

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