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[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[A white wolf comes trotting onto the Plane, grass and flowers sprouting everywhere she steps, though they quickly dissolve back into nothing. She comes to a stop and looks around once before sitting down.]

Not the Celestial Plain, certainly. [Brow wrinkles in a wolfish frown.] And no trick of Waka's, either. This sort of thing is beyond him.

[She is quiet for a moment, surveying the stars with a discomfited look in her eyes.]

This place smells strange.

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Have a reverential Cy wandering up, back in her proper form. She gives Amaterasu a o.o look and sits down a few feet away.] Mother Mary's been sleeping with the zookeepers again.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[And Amaterasu immediately becomes cheerful, her tail wagging slightly.] Ah, I thought I smelled others here. Hello, little one. Are you lost here as well?

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

[Likes white wolves. But isn't used to them talking. And the grass and flowers are weird.] What the hell...?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[People! She likes people. Though he smells oddly of demons, which earns him a slightly suspicious headtilt.] Not a demon, I hope, though their taint is in you.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Ohh, pretty wolf!] Hello.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Tongue out in a wolf's smile.] Hello! Who might you be? [Pauses, sniffing.] Your scent is certainly interesting.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Wary Ianto is wary, but he's already found from Cy he's too quick to judge so he doesn't reach for his gun (even if it is tempting).] It's the Astral Plane, apparently.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She trots up to him, tongue lolling in a wolf grin, and leaving a trail of flowers and grass behind her.] The Astral Plane, then! I thank you, young one. Do you know why this place is here, by any chance?

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[Fumie stares, because, well, even for the Astral Plane the flower thing is strange]

Waaa, that's really pretty.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Small child! Amaterasu loves children~ Her tail starts wagging.]

Hello, little one! Do you enjoy flowers~?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[blinks... BLINKS, as he eyes the flowers...]

Oh my... Another talking one~

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Smiles at him, tail thumping.] "Another," am I? Another what, pray tell?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

... Astral and Celestial are similar. But not the same.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

They are indeed! Although the Celestial Plain I speak of is quite different than this place. I was on my way there when I arrived here.

[She trots toward him, leaving a trail of flowers and grass.] And what is your name, young one?

[mustbesymmetric.livejournal.com]

[Kid's still got blood on his clothes. And wielding the mop!] I know. This place needs a lot of air freshners. maybe we could use your flowers...

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Flowers do work quite well as air fresheners, don't they? [Headtilt.] Ah, but I hope that blood is not yours, young one...

[lamb_of_gold]

[Stops and looks at her. After a moment...]

I am in the presence of divinity, am I not?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She laughs and trots toward him, leaving a trail of flowers.] Perhaps you are, young one! I suppose it all depends on one's point of view~ I am Amaterasu, the sun goddess of Nippon. Who might you be, young one?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Stares for a long moment before quickly snatching off his hat.] Um. Ma'am. [Have an awkward bow.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She giggles at the reaction.] Oh, no need for that, young one. We have only just met! I believe introductions are the first order of business. I am Amaterasu. May I have your name, young one?

[auroredor.livejournal.com]

It is not smell alone.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She smiles at him.] I had gathered as much. Any place that can draw together so many people from so many places must truly be strange.

But your scent is similar to that of Shun and Mu, albeit...cooler, somehow. May I ask your name, young one?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[he may be just a bit interested in those flowers springing up underpaw. and that, surprisingly, is genuine]

What an extraordinary and beautiful talent.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Why, thank you! Though it is not so much a talent as it is a habit, I think.

[She tilts her head at him, eyes narrowing just a little.] Your scent is one of darkness and emptiness. More than that, you don't seem to have a heart. How is it that you survive, if I may ask?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Have a staring Angela, then a small smile. ] It more than smells strange, trust me.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She grins at Angela.] Certainly not, if the people here are any indication. Strange they may be, but I do love meeting new people.

[She starts trotting toward Angela, leaving a trail of flowers and grass.] I like your scent! It is one of life and warmth in the midst of cold and snow. Not unlike the guardian sapling in Kamui. May I ask your name, young one?

[thealicegame.livejournal.com]

[ Oh look, a dog. Just what this place needs. Suigintou scoffs, but says nothing. ]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Looks over at her, but doesn't move.] There is strong darkness in you, little one.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Have a curious-looking Jack] I imagine it would, separate from our own realities and all that.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

A place of in betweens, then! [She bounds toward Jack, tail wagging, leaving flowers everywhere she steps.] What a scent you have! A delight for the nose, it is. A twist of time, dust and darkness, closeness and distance, love and loss. You smell like a star, you do! What is your name, starman?