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[worthpraise]

[ Amaterasu, still wearing the shift she woke up in, is sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Garden. The cat's scrolls are stacked next to her, and she's holding her clothes in her lap, looking over them curiously. It's not every day one wakes up as a human rather than a wolf

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[uraniumtea]

[Utsuho, still relatively new and not yet acquainted with many of the places within the Gardens, happens upon the sun goddess while exploring. Or, more accurately, aimlessly wandering. She's not nearly observant enough to realize just who Amaterasu is, but she can at least tell that she's found someone important.]

Oh, who are you?

[worthpraise]

[ Amaterasu is starting to notice a pattern in the people she meets: every person so far has been female. That's a pretty big coincidence, if indeed it is. She glances at the scrolls, but she doesn't remember reading anything about that... Amaterasu has met several queens, so that didn't make her think anything unusual - after all, each had had male guards.

Utsuho's question, at least, is much easier to answer. Amaterasu's voice is still a bit rusty, as if from disuse, but her tone is matter of fact: ] Amaterasu.

[uraniumtea]

Sounds familiar... [Oh well.] I'm Utsuho, but most people I know call me Okuu.

[As someone who's eaten a god of the sun, Utsuho of all people should recognize the name. But, her little bird brain only has room to remember so much (in fact, she hasn't even noticed the female-only pattern yet). Hearing the name "Amaterasu" brings Yatagarasu to mind, but she has no idea why.]

You just got here? You're still wearing that plain outfit.

[worthpraise]

[ Amaterasu is happily unaware of Utsuho's past, and perhaps it's better that it stays that way. Else she would not shrug and nod so easily in response to the question, nor hold up the robes in one hand to show them off to her.

She uses her free hand to gesture at Utsuho's clothes, then indicates the robes again. Did she also find clothes nearby? Is it just something, like the scrolls, that they are given upon arrival? It seems a bit silly to Amaterasu to dress her in one thing only to give her something else to wear. ]

[uraniumtea]

[Utsuho watches the gesture somewhat blankly, trying to understand. So this person doesn't want to talk? She obviously can, but now she's so silent.]

Um... Yeah, I woke up in that same outfit you're wearing. But I found my clothes nearby. Those are yours, right? [She regards the robes in Amaterasu's hand. Wow, what a mix-up that would be, finding someone else's clothes.]

[worthpraise]

[ Amaterasu is frankly oblivious to Utsuho's thoughts about her speaking. She simply feels no need to - she's used to her own silence. And she's simply still getting used to being human and having two legs and such, let along actually speaking.

She frowns at the outfit and shrugs in response to Utsuho's question. The white and red of the clothes make her assume that they are intended for her, as she didn't actually have clothes prior to waking up here. Well, she can wear them for now.

Amaterasu begins to sort through the clothes, laying each piece out on the ground and trying to puzzle out how exactly one wears the outfit. ]

[uraniumtea]

[Utsuho watches her lay out the clothes, but oh, she's noticed something!] Hey, these are red and white!

[She takes a couple of the items and starts to lay them out together, in the general shape of a person. Though, she has a specific person in mind.] These go on the arms... and... this is wrapped around the waist...

[When she's done, she stands back and regards the outfit, all assembled on the ground. She folds her arms and seems to be thinking very hard about something.]

...

No, this is different. The bottom was shorter.

[worthpraise]

[ Amaterasu watches curiously as Utsuho lays out the clothes, memorizing the way they go. By the intense way she's following every move, this is completely new to her.

That last comment catches her attention though, and she turns to Utsuho, gesturing sharply to the outfit. Who could Utsuho possibly be referring to? If it similar to that person's clothes, maybe who that person was could provide a clue to why these clothes were given to her. ]