Diligence and discipline were the keys to fitness. The warrior poses and half moon pose were always good for forcing her muscles and mind to wake up. ...er hips complained as she opened them out to their limits, but she breathed through the pain. Piper was strong. At least, she felt that way in the small stillness of the morning. Right after her alarm went off, she got another message on her phone.“Good morning, Pretty Piper. I hope you’re ready for your tasks in our game. Today you’re going to. But the lander's external video pickups were sending up visual images, and Zo's demeanor made clear that Miller was unhappy.She thought she knew why. Making a quick motion with her hand to alert Joe and the other natives that she was talking to the ship, she toggled her own communicator to its frequen­cy.Igwanda, standing nearby, left his own unit off; he had no doubt of her competence to handle this unwanted interruption. So he heard only her end of the conversation."Yes, Maj. Miller," she. I stared. Both had sandy blond hair. One had shoulder-length, the other even longer. They giggled to themselves and were still holding hands. I thought that was kinda cute. They both had on the pleated skirts and buttoned shirts of our school uniform, being that we attended a school that made everyone wear the same styles; boys in white shirts and ties with long pants and girls in dark knee-length skirts and white blouses.Though, those skirts seemed to always be shorter on the older girls. Some. By the way I like you hat better than the awful knit cap,” she said to Gayle.“Sorry, I didn’t bring you anything for lunch,” I said.“It’s okay I have a couple of those chocolate bran muffins,” Betty said between her exercise routines.“I never heard of chocolate bran muffins,” Gayle said.“I bake them from the regular Martha White bran mix. I just add a bunch of shit to the mix,” Betty explained. “Of course they come out looking like cornbread, since Dale here won’t buy a muffin tin.”“That.