She trotted along behind her blond friend, chattering eagerly all the while about any little thought that passed her way, [color=a36209]"New sheps mean-- course, y'know what they mean."[/color] A grin remained plastered on her face as she walked, her tongue occasionally poking through the gap where a tooth had gone missing, [color=a36209]"Figger if they's lookin' fer a little d'straction we's got-- well, y'got th'face t'charm any sailor, aye?"[/color] she broke into another bark of laughter while she walked, sliding her hands into her pockets. Her gaze floated about the square as the two of them stepped out of the Ugly Mug, surveying vendors in the distance for any sign of loose--

[color=a36209]"Oh!" [/color]she threw her hands up when someone plowed into her, offering a string of colorful words, before reaching to grab at his arms. Street urchin. Pickpocket. He had to be, [color=a36209]"Oi'yo, Joey!"[/color] she leaned down a little, trying to keep a solid grip on the boy before her,[color=a36209] "Y'see this? S'a chil'e!"[/color] her gaze briefly flicked to her blond friend, then back to Jason. She was wary of spontaneous children out of nowhere. Kids had an easier time at this than people Piper's age.

(( [@Plecy] [@Strafe] ))