First Sunrise

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[There is currently a white wolf staring at the camera. At first, she's just confused. However, when Cambot moves a little closer, she jumps back and crouches down into a defensive position, growling at the strange floating object. Cambot immediately backs off again, just as startled as she is.]

[Once Amaterasu determines that the floating object is not a threat, she relaxes a bit and approaches it again, sniffing. Cambot continues to keep a good distance. Amaterasu sits down and cocks her head at Cambot, whining a little. Can this object actually help her out?]

[After there's no response, Ammy leaves the Cambot's view. When she returns, she's holding up a painting in her mouth:]

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[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy looks sad, and hangs her head. Why does it have to feel so far away now?]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Awww, now she feels bad!]

Sorry...

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy looks back up. It's not this woman's fault, obviously, and it'll just have to be another mystery to solve. She looks around at the surrounding metal walls...then what should she do now?]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[She may not be a mind reader by the wolf's bewilderment at its surroundings is apparent enough at least.]

We're all stuck here, too. This is the Satellite of Love.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy just looks even more confused, if that's possible. What's a satellite? And how is it made of love?]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

...None of that made sense to you, huh?

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy just shakes her head. That would be a no.]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Figures.]

We're up in space, orbiting Earth? [Is that basic enough a start?]

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Space, she understands. She even understands flying around the earth. The 'Satellite' and 'Love' parts are the confusing ones. She pays attention, waiting for more explanation.]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Well, for some reason we've been zapped up here out of nowhere, and even the guys keeping us up here don't know how. But we're trying to keep morale up so we can try to find a way out of here.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[That's all pretty odd, and Ammy makes no secret of how weird that is in her face. The morale part makes sense...but it'd be a lot easier for her to do if she could use her brushes. She paints something else:]

(http://tinypic.com?ref=2wgvqk4)

[How to keep up morale?]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[That, she's only vaguely sure about.]

How do we do that, you mean?

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy barks once in confirmation.]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Made her "shot in the dark" check!]

Well, mostly we make fun of bad books, but sometimes there are games and parties and the like. Pretty much just having fun and keeping a sense of humor.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Now that's...weird. But games and parties, she can do! Ask her to dig for anything, and she can find it...and, she can hold her alcohol!]

[At least it doesn't seem like demons or curses...she'd be in trouble without her brushes then.]

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

It's really not too bad up here once you get used to it.