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 sighs...so he can't read her name, either. Hopefully 'Treecrab' won't stick, though.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

Treecrab it is, then! That's kind of unusual, I wonder how you got that name.

[I'm so sorry Ammy.]

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[That's...probably the most embarrassing name she's ever gotten, and she's gotten some bad ones. Ammy hangs her head in defeat.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[IS SO PROUD OF HIMSELF]

Say, that bone wasn't very much food. You're probably still hungry, huh?

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Food does sound good; Ammy would never turn it down. She stands back up and barks once for a 'yes.']

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

Okay then, follow me!

[ONWARD TO THE CAFETERIA]

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy then trots off after him! It would probably be smart to see more of this place, anyway. Maybe she can find some clues as to how she ended up here, too.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[Exploring is fun~ And so is food. Exploring for FOOD then, is double fun.]

[Before long they end up at the cafeteria huzzaa]

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Indeed! Ammy takes note of everything that they pass along the way. It all sort of looks the same to her, but at least certain floors smell different. And this one smells like food!]

[Although this doesn't look like any cafeteria she's ever seen. Where do they store the animals or dry out the rice? She follows Red in, sniffing at everything.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[He's still trying to get used to this weirdo cafeteria himself. He's currently inspecting the food synthesizer.]

I think this thing's supposed t'make food somehow. Haven't really figured it out yet.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[This machine makes food? Her first instinct would be to power slash it open and see what's inside, but she can't do that now, so she just sniffs at the machine. Humans make weird things sometimes.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[examines it for a few minutes before just getting frustrated and doing what any logical person would do;]

Nom d'un chien, forget this! I'll just start hitting all the buttons and see what happens!

[and there he goes. Way to go, Red.]

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Uh oh...this sounds like the sort of thing Issun would do. Is that really the best idea? Ammy watches the machine's opening closely as it starts working...]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[It starts spitting out POPCORN AND ANCHOVIES

AND IT WON'T STOP]

Oh, crap! Did I break it!?

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Yiiiikes! This machine isn't cooperating with them at all! She runs up and paws at the buttons on the console...one of them has to shut it off again, right?]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[PERHAPS, but first Red's going to mash a few more buttons to see what happens. CHECK IT OUT it just spit out a couple t-bone steaks]

Woo, that's better!

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[That is better! She grabs up one of the steaks in her mouth, but there's still such a thing as too much of a good thing! The machine is still going. She puts a paw on the console and tries a button, hoping that'll shut it off.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[good job, missy. You're better at this thing than Red is, it just shut down as if nothing ever happened.]

...I should probably clean this mess up.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Well, that was a lucky strike! Issun would definitely have something to say about that. She'll have to remember that button later for use on this machine.]

[As for the mess...well, she can help with that, too. She scarfs down the steak in her mouth, then sniffs at the popcorn. This is a weird food that she hasn't seen before, but she gives it a try.

Huh, it's salty, but good! She starts eating it up off the floor and counters.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[Hmmmmm, he's never tried fish like these before. Red picks an anchovy up off the counter and pops it into his mouth.]

[and promptly spits it back out]

Bleh!

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Huh, she's never seen a fish like that before, either. She sniffs at another one on the floor, and eats it. Not terrible, but not super, either. She eats a few more before going back to the popcorn.]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[Must get rid of gross fishy taste. Where's that other steak.

AHH, HERE IT IS. But where are the forks and knives. gonna start rummaging through drawers and shit]

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy doesn't need any forks and knives! She keeps working through the popcorn and anchovies all over the floor.]

[At first, she's pretty happy to do so...but it seems maybe those anchovies and popcorn weren't very good as a mix. She starts to feel a little bad...]

[yerthemannowdog.livejournal.com]

[Fuck it he can't find and utensils. TIME TO GNAW GRACEFULLY UPON THIS STEAK]

[Oh no don't puke on the floor]

Hey, are you okay?

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Uuuugh, maybe not. She ate too much weird stuff, too fast...not to mention being in space like this. Ammy lays down, looking a little green in the face.]