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[astralpouch]

[The Glorious God Amaterasu™ was certainly not expecting to turn a corner and find herself in a completely different world. Or, well, to wake up from a nap and find herself someplace different, more accurately. Maybe she shouldn't have been sleeping on the job while restoring the Celestial Plain? Or she was having a weird dream. Or woke up from a dream. Either way, she didn't feel quite as powerful, the prayers and belief in her from home only barely reaching her.

But enough with the contemplation and moping! Ammy starts roaming around, burying her nose in things and taking food right off the shelves - even out of people's hands. No really, she's not a pig, she has to fill her Astral Pouch!

But she'll inevitably spend most of her day getting into trouble; eating food she shouldn't be taking, snatching something from someone in a fit of relentless curiosity, or just barking endlessly at someone. Bark bark bark.


Enjoy, Luceti, you are now +1 Sun Goddess! Or +1 white wolf, if you aren't a devout believer in gods to see her for what she truly is.]

Comments

[aryaunderfoot]

[brb, taking that the wrong way. She squares her shoulders defensively.]

Well, they're not blood, I can see that.

[astralpouch]

[The story of Ammy's life. She tilts her head, whining frustratedly.]

[aryaunderfoot]

[Nymeria gives a soft whuff. Arya frowns thoughtfully.]

...Do people not usually see them?

[That seems stupid. The marks are as plain as the face on a weirwood. Just as much of a contrast, too.]

[astralpouch]

Arf!

[Yes, that! She's surprised, she didn't expect it in a place that clearly is not Nippon and with people that clearly are not residents of Nippon.]

[aryaunderfoot]

[Arya bites her lip thoughtfully for a moment, but then shakes her head.]

Well, I see them. And Nymeria does too, right? [The direwolf gives a bark. Arya nods, as if this just seals it.] So what do they mean?

[astralpouch]

[This is not a concept easily explained when one is without the ability to speak.

The best Ammy can do is toss her journal at them (where was she keeping that--??) and show the front cover, which has her name. Amaterasu.]

[aryaunderfoot]

[Arya tries to figure out how to pronounce that for a moment. There's some horribly butchered pronunciation for a minute or so before she just shakes her head.]

I don't recognize your name. [Beat. It's some kind of powerful wolf, if Nymeria is respecting it so much, so she decides to add:] Sorry.

[astralpouch]

[Ammy seems more sad than offended, at least!]

[aryaunderfoot]

[dat face. Arya bites her lip, feeling wretched.]

I bet I can find out if I ask, though. [Idea! She thinks she might be on to something here.] Are your markings magic? There's someone here who can call dragons with his tattoos. Are they like that?

[astralpouch]

[Nnnnope. She shakes her head. Not like that, no.]