First Stroke

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Amaterasu is wandering around the castle now, sniffing around and exploring curiously.  To the average person, she looks like a simple white wolf, but to those with true faith, her power is visible...

Her tail's wagging contently, and she's enjoying exploring the castle... care to approach?

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Metalman was finally sucking it up and taking the first several steps outside his room since a few weeks ago. Actually make that first several hundred steps, because he was a good distance from his room by now and currently exploring Zenithia's twisting hallways in attempt not only to get some "air" but to do so hopefully away from the resident students and faculty. Especially that dog, Sam.

Of course no place was safe from Zero, but hopefully Jack's pet had gotten the hint when he'd had a couple Metal Blades hucked at him.

Rounding a corner, the Robot Master entered a new hallway and stopped dead in his tracks. There was a white and very canine-looking creature, nose to the ground, just a few yards ahead.

Metalman about-faced and power walked stiffly in the opposite direction without a single word.

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Hearing the commotion, Ammy barked, trotting after him playfully and curiously.

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The sudden noise startled Metalman into jumping a good couple inches of the floor and he whipped around in a panic to see Ammy plodding over in his direction. No why was it following him. Well he couldn't run now, if he ran then the dog-like thing would chase him and maybe even pounce on him and what if it started licking him oh god what was he going to do. Edge away. Keep edging away, hands up nonthreateningly, and maybe it would lose interest. So that was what he did, back down the hallway slowly, wide eyes fixed on Ammy.

It didn't even occur to Metalman how utterly humiliating it would have been to Wily seeing one of his robots continually lose it when faced with a canine, but that was just about the farthest thought from his mind right now!

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Alas, his suspicious behavior made Ammy more curious. As she got closer, she bat a paw at him, curious as to what his reaction would be.

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His reaction was some weird sort of strangled whimper from the back of his throat and a very perceptible flinch away from the cute little (well, not little, but) paw. And like in any quality Hollywood film, Metalman's heel happened to catch on a mysterious invisible something on the floor and he was sent toppling backward with a clang onto his rear.

He whipped a hand out, jabbing a 'commanding' finger over Ammy's shoulder down the hallway, doing his absolute best to keep his voice from shaking which was a valiant but fruitless endeavor. "Get-- g-go on, shoo! Scat! Go p-play somewhere else!"

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Oh, how funny. Was this human(?) afraid of her? But really, there was no need for that. She calmed herself, and used the Bloom stroke to make a small line of flowers perk up on the floor. Humans tended to enjoy that, after all.

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It was hard to tell whether or not Metalman enjoyed this demonstration of the wolf's. For starters, well, this was (upon closer inspection) a wolf, which was for all intents and purposes a dog so end of story. Secondly, there was no logical reason for plants to all of a sudden start sprouting through the solid and certainly non-dirt floor, giant heavenly calligraphy brush or no. Thirdly wait. There were flowers. In the middle of the hallwayHe didn't need to be Woodman to appreciate such a feat. It occurred to Metalman right then that of course, this was Zenithia, there wasn't a single normal man, machine, animal or combination of the three within its walls. So for just a fleeting moment, at least, the robot looked up from the flowers to Amaterasu with a little less fear and a little more reverential awe in his eyes. Or it really could have been a combination of the two, since once again he was sitting in front of a wolf that had somehow commanded nature to spring to life in this steam and clockwork fortress

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"Arf!" She barked, looking pleased. The flowers disappeared in a small flash of light, as they really were just a formation of her ink. She sat down on her haunches, not getting closer. Just watching contently.

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That seemed to mean 'yes.' Metalman blinked in surprise as Ammy's creation flashed out of existence and looked up at her hesitantly as if for an explanation, still not too keen on being in such close proximity to the wolf. "...That was quite a show," he offered cautiously, "I-I take it you're not merely some dog who wound up in Zenithia by accident." But did he really want to know? Did he really?

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Perhaps this metal man was able to read kanji? There was always the chance. She stood, painting the kanji for 'Amaterasu' on the floor.

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Another wince at Ammy's movement and sudden towering over him...only to write something on the floor? Slowly, very slowly, he turned his eyes from her down to the characters painted there. Unfortunately Wily had not seen it fit to program him with multilinguistic abilities, but Metalman was still 'cultured' enough to understand that this creature propped up before him may very well have originated from some Asian mythology.

...it wasn't much of a stretch from werewolves, at any rate.

"I'm afraid I can't read that," he said before peering back to her, now a great deal less intimidated that before. Part of what made dogs so...dislikeable was that you could never tell what they would do next. Bark or bite or chase or slobber or...worse but with this one, this wolf appeared to be sentient. Much like Sparkster, only without the clothes. "Are you a demon of some sort?" No no, demons weren't usually white, were they? "Or an angel...a messenger of some sort...?" Or maybe he could just consult Wikipedia.

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Unfortunately for the both of them, Kanji was all Ammy knew how to write. But perhaps she had another means of communicating what she was.

She then painted on the floor a circle enclosing her name, painting the rays shining out from around it. Perhaps the symbol of the sun would explain it?

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Without getting too abstract, the only thing that drawing possibly could have represented was the sun. Metalman's eyes widened slightly as it dawned on him that, whatever precisely this wolf was, it had to be something of great importance if they were dealing with the mother of all celestial bodies.

While religion was certainly not his forte, he understood quite clearly the concept of 'god' and 'god of something.' And for Ammy to have situated what he took to be her name in the center of that sun, there was no other conclusion Metalman could reasonably draw. Warily, he offered his interpretation; as the creation of a so-called evil madman, he was uncertain as to how his type would be judged, if at all, by a deity. "The god of the sun?"

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"Arf," Ammy barked quietly in conformation, tail wagging a little.