by dumbass » Wed Sep 05, 2012 8:40 am
Piper sat in the corner, eyes large. She cocked her head at Filox, crawling forward. She looked about his age, but was actually 3 years older. "Hey..." she said quietly, giving a tiny smile. Her face was beginning to hurt. Her designers had pierced two piercings above her upper lip, and they were a bit tender. But the high tech medicine soothed them considerably.
((Can Ceasar ask what Piper thinks of the games later on in the games?))