[centre][color=136119][h2]Pyotr[/h2][/color][/centre]

If nothing else, surviving until day five had been a pleasant surprise. Pyotr had originally had fears of her real body starving or dehydrating since the family had been away, but somehow she had made it thus far. Not that she had any complaints of course, on the contrary life had picked up a bit since meeting Suki and co. Despite the lingering bad impression she had left (and received), she had put in some effort to build bridges with the others, if only in terms of not speaking her mind quite so often. Still she wasn't close enough to really open up and so spent most of her free time with the tavern's other patrons. This particular morning she was up fairly early and had spent a good hour inhaling a slap up breakfast while chatting with the NPC barmaids. Even though they had only stock lines and limited responses, Pyotr nevertheless found their company to be quite amusing. [color=136119][b]'So then. As a non-human person and a person of colour, how do you react when a player says or does something inappropriate?'[/b][/color] The maid smiled with a very life-like expression of awkwardness. [b]'I'm sorry m'lady, but I don't understand. Would you like to see our wares?'[/b] Pyotr changed tack. [color=136119][b]'Alright then, how do you feel if someone asks for something that you don't normally sell? Like, uh... like a bed warmer.'[/b][/color] Teasing NPCs was a dead-end hobby, but it kept her entertained for the time being. As the poor maid repeated her earlier line, a PM notification popped up on Pyotr's HUD and she waved the girl away dismissively.

Her first reaction after reading the message was confusion; how in the hell had a PM reached her when the sender had gotten her name wrong..? And what has with that name? A GM..? The only GM the players had encountered thus far had been Kayaba himself and something in the tone of the message suggested it wasn't from him. Too... manic, as if a player had accessed a GM console or something. Still, the possibility that Kayaba may have been responsible was all the reason she needed to delete the damn thing and pretend it never happened. The others had received it apparently, along with a few randoms. No doubt it would be discussed once everyone had hauled themselves out of bed. In the meantime she pulled herself up and stretched, about to go wandering when she Suki came in from outside. There was an awkward moment where neither spoke, each still wary of the other, but in the end Pyotr swallowed her pride and gave a friendly wave. [color=136119][b]'Morning Princess. I guess you saw that message too, huh?'[/b][/color]