"I can't complete the objectives if I don't know what they are!" Harrumph.

But fine, then, she can focus on the things she knows how to accomplish. Concept: Assemble cute outfit with Short Swishy Skirt and optional cleavage - she probably owns several shirts that provide more cleavage than they did this morning, come to think. Find a nice park. Take pictures of herself in the nice park. Profit???

...before she does that, she spends a while digging around in her wardrobe and taking pretty pictures in assorted outfits in assorted rooms of her house. This amounts to a total of four pictures: corset and swishy skirt in the kitchen, pretty long-sleeved blue top and long drapey blue skirt perched on the arm of the couch, artfully arranged bathrobe situation in the bathroom, and tight jeans and black lacy bra perched on the edge of her bed. (She blushes a lot at that last one.)

Then, after some further wardrobe-related deliberation, she picks a top to go with the short swishy skirt and gets her stuff together to go to the park. She was absolutely right that her shirts, having been selected to contain a slightly more subdued amount of boob, are now Cleavage-Enhanced, and the top she picked has a cute little largely-decorative lace-up neckline which she thinks she could discreetly fiddle with in an assortment of interesting ways in the semi-privacy of a nice secluded park corner surrounded by pretty trees. If she thinks of all this as primarily an artistic endeavour, she's much less blushy.

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The outside: exists! It does not seem particularly keen to make her impression that going out is absolutely awful in any way true except for maybe the interaction of the breeze with her skin.

The interaction of the breeze with her skin is mildly discomfiting. Too much leg, put some back. But she's out here and she's doing this and she's trying not to think too hard about it lest she immediately run home and spend the rest of the day hiding under a blanket.

So. There's a park pretty close by. She's walked through it a handful of times. She thinks she remembers a nice shady spot where the sunlight filtering through the leaves could have some interesting effects if she managed it correctly.

The shady spot is just how she remembers it, and after a bit of fiddling she can get her phone propped up on her purse on top of a boulder while she arranges herself on a bench. It's really hard to get the light to hit right, and she keeps having to go back and look at the pictures and adjust and try again. If someone runs off with her stuff while she's taking sexy pictures of herself on a park bench she is going to swear VENGEANCE on the magic sex video game. Details of vengeance to be determined if this ever comes up.

She may start to notice that the magic sex game is not out to get her. No one runs off with any of her stuff! She does not get any further notifications from the game, quest-related or otherwise, during this.

She ends up with three pictures that she considers sufficiently distinct and sufficiently meritorious to be worth uploading: one where she's sitting on the bench with her legs crossed leaning back on her hands and looking up at the sky (and away from the camera), one where she's sitting with one leg stretched out along the bench and the other folded up with her hands resting intertwined on her knee (and the camera is looking over her shoulder/down her shirt, which was an enormous pain to set up), and one where she's lying on her stomach on the bench with her head resting on her folded arms and the camera looking along her body from the vicinity of her feet (which took upwards of thirty takes to arrive at one where the pose and lighting were all good and also her underwear wasn't showing).

She uploads all three, takes a deep breath, fixes her neckline lacing because lying down like that really did a number on it, and heads out in search of another spot where she will have to get even more creative. Her memory of the park is serving her less well here and she may have to wander for a bit before she finds a good place to take more photos.

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Bonus Objective #2: Take at least two such pictures in public. Completed! You will receive your rewards upon quest completion.

Right. Okay then.

She spends some time wandering the park looking for good spots, eventually ending up at some rocks near a water feature but hopefully not near enough for her phone to fall in. Blushing furiously, she readjusts her cleavage lacing again, trying to get it to a point where she feels she has made a reasonable effort at the relevant bonus objective while also leaving her in a state she is willing to take pictures of and post on the Internet.

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Bonus Objective #3: Go out in public wearing a very revealing and/or skimpy outfit (not necessarily lewd—short skirts and cleavage could all work). Completed! You will receive your rewards upon quest completion.

A few deep breaths to calm down, and she's off into the artistic fugue, carefully arranging shots in which the cleavage is visible and her face isn't.

Someone's watching her.

A small squeak of alarm escapes her before she can stop herself. She freezes, then looks slowly in the direction from which she—heard a noise? Saw a glimpse of movement? She isn't even totally sure, she just knows she feels Alerted.

The girl who seemed to have been slightly frozen transfixed there also lets out a small squeak of alarm when she notices Amaryllis noticing her and covers her mouth immediately with a hand before raising both hands in front of her elbows. "S-sorry, sorry, I just—sorry, that just looks really pretty and it's such a good picture setup—no, sorry, I should go—"

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Daisy Jones did not mean to be caught staring, but the art and photography major just couldn't help herself. The setup was so good! She was absolutely nerding inside her own head about your techniques and artistic skill.

Get to know her better and maybe make a friend!

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...eeeep??

"No, it's okay," she says quickly, surreptitiously hitting the Y button. "Um." She is blushing so hard she is concerned her face might overheat like a faulty engine. "Is it really? I wasn't sure—I haven't really done this sort of thing much before—"

The girl aborts her evasive maneuver and lowers her arms. "It really was! I mean, I haven't, um, looked at the actual pictures you took, of course, but—" She glances at the camera and then at Amaryllis again and takes a calming breath. "I can imagine what—that was such—um. Sorry. Uh. I'm Daisy." She extends a hand to shake then stops and lowers it because that will clearly ruin Amaryllis's beautiful pose—well, it's kinda already not what it was, now that she was noticed, but still, she doesn't want to make it worse.

...she smiles shyly and un-poses to tentatively shake Daisy's hand. "I'm... Amaryllis." Might as well use it. "...do you want to see the pictures?"

Handshake! An actual form of human interaction that she cannot fail at! She is happy with this.

"Amaryllis, like the flower? That's a pretty name! And, uh, um, yeah, I don't want to impose, but, if you're okay with that?"

"Sure!" Maybe there will be more compliments. She's getting ahead of herself.

She retrieves her phone from its perch and scrolls through what she's done so far. "I keep having trouble getting this one to come out right," she confesses, as she swipes through shot after shot in which the edge of her skirt hangs in a wavy line that doesn't quite echo the ripples in the water behind her.

"—oh! The, you're trying to get it to, to make it look like the water? Sort of? Oh I love that! What don't you like about it? And did you take these by yourself?"

"Yeah," she gestures at the spot where she'd had her phone propped up to take the pictures, "I didn't have anyone to help, so... and yes, it's supposed to look like the water, but it keeps not lining up quite right, because I can't see it until I go look at the pictures I just took and then try again. I want it to be, sort of..." she makes a wavy gesture with her fingers over the latest shot, "and instead it's," she traces the line of her skirt in the actual picture, which in her opinion is angled wrong relative to the water.

"I could help?" she says, in a slightly lower voice tone as if she's offering something extremely forbidden and secret. "A-as in, maybe take the pictures for you?"

"Oh!"

Well now she is blushing EVEN MORE.

"Um."

That sounds... terrifying but also fantastic?? Help.

...magic sex video game, you had better not let this turn into the thing that always happens when Amaryllis makes a friend. "Sure," she says, with determined courage. "That sounds like—that sounds like a great idea. Sure. Yes." Why can't she shut up.

Daisy beams widely, like her dearest and wildest dream has come true.

She is not a person who hides her emotions at all well, Daisy isn't.

"Okay! I can do that!"

Tiny tentative smile.

"Hmm, maybe with an actual human being holding the camera I can try some more angles and that would help... maybe try standing there?" She points out a location, tucks her phone into her purse on its perch, and goes back to her posing. "Oh and, um, you probably caught this already but I'm trying to keep my face out of the pictures. Um. So I can post them on the internet without spontaneously combusting." Relatedly, her face is threatening to have an engine meltdown again.

Daisy nods seriously and even if she's blushing a bit too she will be a Professional^tm about this and treat this as a perfectly fine and understandable customer requirement and part of the artistic process. She does as instructed.

Amaryllis is a rank amateur at everything to do with this, but she is pretty good at putting her body where she wants it and at picturing herself in her visual imagination; with Daisy's help, she soon has a shot that does the skirt water thing properly. She blushes profusely as she provides contact information so Daisy can send it to her.