[centre][b][color=yellow][h1]Ceriwedyn[/h1][/color][/b][/centre]

Interacting with: Peacere [@Kaithas], Sombra [@MiddleEarthRoze] Sampson [@Tominas], scorn [@Argetlam350]
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Ceri grinned at Peacere, and swallowed a mouthful of egg, [color=yellow]”No I won’t, trust me”[/color] she said, balancing the plate easily, even as she moved, although she did pause for a moment, before giggling and shoving more egg into her mouth. She giggled as the dog sniffed at her, and crouched, maintaining her hold on the plate, even as she offered some to the dog, happily scooping a bit into her hand for the dog to take, looking up at the stranger, who she thought the dog belong to. He seemed to be studying them. Not that she really cared. She knew she was an enigma, at least before coming to the base. Even she didn’t know her history, not that she tried hard. All that she knew was of a dark, cold room. Pain. Hunger and fear. She didn’t like to think on that. So she patted the dog, unafraid of him, but kept the eggs out of his reach. 

She was, after all, hungry. 

She looked up as the stranger addressed her, standing up, she smiled brightly, [color=yellow]”Ceri, yes. And you are?”[/color] She asked, even as she turned to the kitchen [color=yellow]”I like your dog, the kitchen’s this way”[/color] She said, happily skipping off to the kitchen, balancing the plate and not spilling anything as she shoveled more egg into her mouth. She frowned at Scorn,as the girl tried to take over the situation, shaking her head and skipping off again. 

She bounded into the kitchen, setting her now empty plate down and happily patting her stomach, bouncing over to fill up the sink to wash her dish, she left it running even as she bounded off the the fridge, taking out juice and a bar of chocolate, she filled up a large glass with juice, putting it away and opening the chocolate, she bounced over to the sink again, turning the taps off just as it threatened to overflow, giggling to herself and slipping her dish into it, she drained her juice in a few seconds, biting into the chocolate bar afterwards, before plunging her hand into the water and washing the dish, somehow managing not to get water everywhere, twirling to face everyone that had followed her to the kitchen, [color=yellow]”The heart of every home, business and place-the kitchen”[/color] she said with a giggle.