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[soloriens]

Who: Ammy and Somarium!
When: Backdated, Sunday after the expedition.
Where: Espoir, and the Lake later.
Style: I'll match you!
Status: OPEN!

[Perhaps the Goddess had been pushing herself too much, first with the battling a couple of weeks back that left her with some very bad injuries-- Fortunately they've more or less healed, though she's still a tad

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[hatesviolence]

[...what the-] ...Amaterasu!?

[soloriens]

[oh, s'up shizuo. Her tail wags in greeting and she trots on over to him. There may be a faint limp, but she actually looks okay, despite her coat.]

[hatesviolence]

[and dropping to one knee as he stretches out a hand to pat her head...though it was also so he could look her over.]

The hell...did you get in a fight? [looking at her leg because that was a limp.]

[soloriens]

[Once she's nearby, she promptly sits down on her rump and gives a soft content whine at the pat. It was so good to see a familiar face.

Her tail still wags, raising that front leg to show that there was a healing cut along her shoulder, which had been a gash before so it looked a lot better than it did. She peers up at him happily, tilting her head. Well technically she did get in a fight, but it was good reason so.]

[onceaboss]

[ Well this certainly wasn't something Giotto saw everyday... ] Do you... Need help?

[soloriens]

[Her head perks, glancing over to the blond man with a light tilt of her head. She doesn't recognize him.. She emits a curious sound. Who? Her?]

[onceaboss]

[ Giotto's head also tilts a little, and he kneels to be on a similar level as the wolf. He thinks she's injured... Maybe... under all the blood and dirt? ] You don't look too good. Do you need help?

[soloriens]

[When he kneels, she immediately comes closer with a friendly approach, much like a domestic dog. She sits in front of him, peering with her tongue lulling out and a light bark. She's all healed up so don't worry! Least, that's what it looks like she's trying to tell him.]

[choru]

It's summer! That means beaches!

[But for Korea, the lake will have to suffice. He jumps in cannonball style, making a huge splash. He's swimming in fashionable swim trunks, oh yes.]

[soloriens]

[SHE JUMPS AT THE HUGE SPLASH, but whew! She was nowhere within distance of the water!

She's safe. But yes, hello Korea, you are a very familiar face and oh man she couldn't be happier right now! She barks excitedly, but keeps on land, yes.]

[choru]

[Korea squirts water out when he resurfaces. Oh, hey, Ammy. He didn't see you there. The country swims over to the edge where she is and shakes his hair dry much like a dog once he has a ledge to hold onto for support.]

What are you doing out there? It's nicer in the water!

[soloriens]

[Dirty and bloody Ammy refuses to get into the water.

She inches further away and plops down, she will not move any closer!]

[keptdown]

[ he doesn't remember why he came to the lake because one: that is a bloody doggy. two: that is a bloody doggie. what do??? he doesn't really have a good track record with animals (they always bite him when he tries to pet them and he can't fathom why- mostly cats of course he doesn't really know about dogs...

w e l l. he'll (unsure) approach, all concerned wariness. ] H-hey. [ ... way to go, self. points for eloquence. ] Are you alright?

[soloriens]

[Ears twitch, angling her neck to glance over to the approaching male-- who is obviously hesitate. Which is no surprise, most are a little fearful when they see she's a wolf, but most approach her easily. Been a while since she's seen someone come to her like this!

She's had practice though, and she wags her tail the moment she spots him, appearing friendly rather than growling or looking defensive. She tilts her head. Alright? Yes, she's fine! She barks lightly, still wagging away.]

[keptdown]

[ that tail wag makes his shoulders untense; she's certainly friendly enough, he thinks, but so were those cats. and they all bit him gdi. he doesn't really want to be bit by a, um, wolf, either. especially not one under suspicion of being wounded and... and she's an oddball of a wolf isn't she.

Suzaku won't bother pointing out the red markings; this place is weird, so it doesn't surprise him that the animals (normal or not-so-normal-from-another-world) would be a little strange, too. there isn't much that can catch him off guard anymore, ugh. even so, he gets closer, eyes narrowing and trying to find where the correlation of blood is from where he's standing. steadily. getting. closer.

while taking her barking as an affirmative, he still worries -- where is she bleeding does it need to be treated she needs to be cleaned -- and eventually kneels in front of her. (watching, always watching, waiting for her to take a snap at him should she choose to do so.)

and, slowly: ] Were you hurt recently--? [ tempted to run a hand

[soloriens]

[Her head tilts lightly, black eyes watching as she slowly gets closer and catching his eyes observing. Was he looking for a wound? Oh well, with all this blood it's no surprise, but she really is fine so she sees no reason to him needing to look for one. But then again, he isn't her so he wouldn't know that.

As he kneels, her friendly front is still there, tail swaying side to side happily with a curious stare back. If you were expecting a lash out or a snap of her jaws, you will be disappointed because instead she inches closer and sneaks a lick at his face! She's very friendly so no need to be scared!]

[ishikawa_juusan]

For as long as he had found himself in Somarium, Goemon had always been fond of the picturesque landscape surrounding Lake Meridian, the rugged pines that marking the edge of the forest, and the semi-salty waters of the lake itself that sparkled like champagne in the sun and shimmered silver in the moonlight. It had been the ideal place for him to settle, and by pure serendipity, he had also found and claimed an empty minka in the area just waiting for an owner. Six months later, he had no desire to move anywhere in Somarium despite how far Jigen lived from him. It was a minor inconvenience at most

[soloriens]

The wolf's head lifts, ears perking and twitching at the familiar vocal from the samurai. She could never not recognize this voice, she's too familiar after being months stuck within Somarium. Black eyes quickly glance over, taking note of the alarm in his note. She hadn't seen him since that incident, so seeing her like this might actually be more than a simple alarm, she possibly could have deepen that emotion.

Immediately she barks to him, wagging her tail and showing signs of her normal behavior, as if to say she's perfectly fine. She hopes he can get this message, but nonetheless she approaches him when he comes over.

[ishikawa_juusan]

He was at her side in a few hurried strides and knelt, visibly confused by her body language; she seemed she was delighted to see him and nowhere near as physically weak as he expected her to be from her appearance. From close proximity, it became clear that the blood on her was in fact largely dry, her fur clumped and clotted and stiff in patches. It was possible, however, there was active bleeding and he was simply missing it despite how closely his narrowed, keenly searching eyes were inspecting her short of him placing his hands over her.

“…Are you hurt?” The samurai asked - frowning thoughtfully all the while - without lifting his gaze to meet her own, relying on her to confirm whether she were in any pain or simply a scruffy, unwashed mess from older encounters. While the latter didn't seem to be an appropriate state for a graceful deity to be in, it was of course the more favourable of the two.

[soloriens]

When his hands rested on her, she stills, but her tail is ever wagging happily at his presence. He watched his eyes peer over, wandering and searching, but he will not find what it is he's looking for. Well, perhaps he could, that slight nick, but it was hardly anything to get worked up over. She shakes her head at her words, the same happy wolf staring back.