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Lauren smiled, her fanged teeth showing, "Very satisfying, it took a while to get used to this but now I'm addicted to these little bastards. Plus, I love to watch them squirm." She forked another one into her mouth, pretending to contemplate the taste. "If a chicken had an exoskeleton and squished more it would be a perfect match."

Lauren watched the girl as she sat, taking in her appearance. She was pretty... and seemed more her age. She loved the violet eyes and wondered if she had a thing for them. "Lauren, and no I can't say I do. I'm talented in other areas." Stopping to think about that, what she just said could sound like a pick up line... a very bad one. She made a face. "I mean... art and swimming." She chuckled a bit at herself.

Oh crap... she's one of those islanders... Lauren rolled her horizontal pupils, "What if it's idiotic to think you can escape, so they're just being smart by not wasting their time trying." She looked straight into Fee's violet eyes, "What of the islanders that like it here?"

Lauren put her fork down, sitting up more and leaning in eager to hear Fiona's response, "Are you really that naive to believe a party will mean anything to 'those sick bastards' " She smiled.

Lauren was more amused and annoyed then angry at the orange hair girl. She hoped she could push her buttons first.

Lauren smiled at how she had set Fiona off. That was almost too easy, "We may be lab rats but we're well fed lab rats with a huge ******** wheel of a paradise to live in." She took another bite of her food. "And I like it here, you think I'm screwed over... well maybe I am. I've been screwed over more ways then you could possibly imagine."

Lauren was starting to get angry, but a smile still stretched across her face as she stood up. "And YES I've seen a rabbit shaved of all it's fur, with a human toe growing out of his a**, I made one MYSELF, and disected the toe, surgically placing it onto a chimpanzee. But we don't have toes growing out of our asses, we aren't being used for others body parts. We are being made into something much better." Passion was seen clearly in those orange eyes as she stared strait into the orange haired woman's violet ones.

Lauren's eyes turned red with rage, her tail fluffed out like a bottle brush, shaking from side the side. She hissed loudly at Fiona, "HIS NAME IS MOREAU!!" She told her, getting up into her face close enough Fiona could smell her bug breath. She moved there fast too, as if in a split second. "And some ******** deserve the pain they get."

Something surged into her head, Lauren needed to protect her family and Fiona was a threat. Quickly she went behind the woman, her mouth opening as she looked at her neck, wanting to take it and snap her spine.

Just as Lauren was ready to pounce on top of the woman, taking her down by the neck as hard as her strong jaws could... everything went black.

The mongoose woman dropped to the floor, her horns hitting the chair as she fell.

The door to the caf swung open a little too hard, hitting the stop behind as a rather dishevelled Alec entered, looking just as good as he had the last time he had been seen by anybody in this place. "Fookin' food, fookin' smell makes me wanna puke." He grumbled, sulking over to the woman on duty to ask for some aspirin for his headache. He grabbed a little grub and lots of water, turning to rest in a chair to hopefully rid himself from the dizziness of his hangover.

Just as the teen stumbled over to a seat, he saw a leg jutting out from behind a table and approached to find a furred woman laying unconscious. "Huh." He quirked an eyebrow, watching the clearly-transformed female for a moment before sitting down in a nearby chair. "A' guess a' wasn't th'onleh one t'parteh hard last nigh'." He mumbled before stooping down to get a better look at her face.

"Uh.... y'alrigh'? 'llo?"

Alec managed to evade the horns, swinging back in alarm and subsequently smacking the back of his head into the edge of the table. "AHHH!" The pain only added to the teen's already-sore head and he collapsed into a heap besides the awakened woman, holding the bump that was already forming. "RELAX!" He flailed his free hand at her, trying to bring her around so she'd figure out that she was alright. "Ye 'keh there? Y'need a doc o' somethin?"

The punk teen blinked and sat down on his behind, pressing his back up against the leg of the table they were near. He stared at her obvious anger, quietly hoping it wouldn't be directed towards him. "Where's 'ou?" He tentatively asked, taking a casual bite of his peach and getting rather comfy on the hard floor. "Did'jeh hit ye 'ead?" He motioned lazily to her horns. Maybe she was delusional from a concussion.