<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YBGoEQP.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Bullinda Holstein<br/><strong>Monster: </strong>Minotaur<br/><strong>Age: </strong>19<br/><strong>Day and Time:</strong>Week 1 - Monday Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Track<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Piper, open<br/><hr/><br/>Perhaps it was because she was still wearing her ear buds, or perhaps it was because her aloof nature tended towards not broadcasting the more..."intimate" effects of others' powers, but for whatever reason Piper's voice didn't seem to impact Bullinda all that much. There was no shiver, no shudder, though her cheeks did subtly tinge an ever so darker shade of red. "Well enough. More treats now though..." she replied casually as she began her own stretches, either not noticing Piper's gaze or not minding it. She twisted her body to and fro, causing her large bust to swing enticingly, testing the very limits of her sports bra. She ended up with her back to the siren as she bent over to do toe touches, causing her shorts to rise up far along her voluptuous ass, leaving very little to the imagination. And if the Siren looked closely she might notice her thighs were a bit more...moist than the rest of her? Could it just be sweat? Or perhaps Piper's voice wasn't so ineffectual after all.<br/><br/>"Hmmmmmm!" Bullinda let out humming groan as she stretched herself backwards, her wide back popping and cracking as she loosened herself up. Glancing back over her shoulder at Piper she yanked the buds of her Skelphone and plopped down a foot across from her, spreading her legs out wide in a display that could very easily be mistaken for a rather naughty proposal, "Mind givin' a hand?" she asked, leaning her torso forward and holding out her hands, indicating that she actually just needed assistance with her stretches. She was tough as an ox and strong as a bull, but she wasn't the most limber or flexible sort, so it was nice to have hand when doing more intense stretches.