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Aside from planning mischief, gardening, and writing letters to Zach, things have been rather quiet for Kaveri. She had just gotten the seeds planted in the ground today, and so she decided that now would be a good time to get something to eat. Sure, what they were serving probably wasn't the healthiest, organic, or even not containing trace elements of some mind control chemical or something. However, food is food, and free food is even better.

She also eyes the buffet, but not at the meat that Jamal has his sights set on. Instead, her eyes wander over towards the vegetables and fruits, and decides to head towards the line and pick something up for herself. She does spot Jamal, though, turning her head to talk as she walks past him.

"The food looks good today, doesn't it?"

"I'll say, man," Kaveri nodded in agreement. "I really just want to take some of this stuff home and try stir-frying it or something."

She starts to pick at the selection of fruits and vegetables, pulling out a couple of carrots, an apple, and a tofu sandwich and neatly arranging it on her plate. "As much as I enjoy free food, I like it better when I make it myself."

The fact that they serve uncooked, raw meat actually irks Kaveri a little bit, but then again, she really can't blame anyone for doing so when there seem to be a number of people here that are part-predator (or injected with multiple predators). Still, that's so unsanitary!

Shrugging off the thought, Kaveri motions towards a table, picking up her tray. "Hey man, you wanna sit with me?"

"I'm personally wondering if the food is as genetically modified as we all here are," Kaveri says jokingly, "but I haven't run into a carrot that barks yet so that's probably a good sign."

"Can't say I've heard much of anyone here except for those ********' doctor assholes," the red-skinned woman remarks, "or some cokehead who rapes people or something. They were talking about some people at the beach bar a couple nights ago - but I mostly ignored the conversation because I didn't know those people."

"Reputation means very little to me anyhow," she shrugs with a grin, sitting down at the table. "Unless you're a doctor, then I already know that I'm not gonna bother with second chances or introductions. By the way, I'm Kaveri." She takes a large bite out of her apple, resting her elbow on the tabletop.

Kaveri, being particularly observant, watches Jamal eat and later tuck the knife away. She's kind of curious, but decides it's in her favor not to ask about it and attempt making with some conversation.

"I haven't heard much so far, but I can pretty much conclude that they're all a bunch of ********' assholes," she slams her fist on the table. "Trapping all of these people here on some lonely ******** island, and they just lay back and take it all!"

"How the ******** can anyone say these bastards 'ain't so bad'?! They're ******** idiots! Yeah, they ain't so bad. They ain't so bad they just drag you here under a blanket of lies and then do this kind of s**t to you," the woman snarls, curling her lip with disgust. "I haven't even met those ******** and I want to see them try to defend themselves from their own creations... without the shock collar thing or whatever it is they put on us to keep us from fighting."

Apparently, this man has actually met one of the doctors. He must be filled with even more hatred than she was!

"You're Jamal? Nice to meet you, man," Kaveri bobs her head. She then squints at the comment about everyone being afraid of him or not liking him, tilting her head with curiosity and looking the man up and down. "Wait, wait. Why is everyone afraid of you? Is it because of your reputation, or something else..?"

"They ********' lied to me," Kaveri chimes in indigantly, "I guess they did to everyone. They told me this was a ********' commune where I could live without getting chased from my home by the cops. There are no cops here, but it's a hell of a lot worse."

She listens to Jamal talk about the jungle experiment, hanging on to every word. When he was over, she opened her mouth to speak. "You're ******** kidding me -- they actually did that to people? You don't do that s**t! I still don't get what's the ******** point of these animal injections, how is this supposed to benefit any of us? They obviously have some smarts to know how to do this in the first place and probably wouldn't be able to get away with this s**t in the States -- but they could have done something so much more worthwhile than this bullshit!"

"How the hell can anyone like these ********? I just... fail to see the reasoning behind that! Are they trying to get on their good side and hope they get released or something?" Kaveri asks, wildly gesticulating as she gets into one of her tirades.

"Those are exactly my thoughts. It's pretty obvious they don't want us to realize our full potential as human beings, despite this animal crap. If you're going to ******** with nature, be prepared to deal with the consequences, you know?" Kaveri is rattling her mouth too much to give her food much attention, although she finally finishes off the apple and sets the core aside.

She silences herself again when Jamal takes a very stern tone. "********' bastards. I can't blame you for what you did, if given the opportunity I'd knock those ******** in the teeth or break their fingers so they can't work anymore."

Her mouth gapes open. "...and they put you in a cage? What the ******** is wrong with these people?! You're human just like me!"

Then she remembered what Zach had told her days before. Her voice lowers. "Now I remember. I was told a little about how someone was put in a cage a few days ago for trying to attack a doctor. That was you?" She bites her lip -- he had certainly looked rather uncomfortable, and was hesitant to ask for more information about the situation.

"At least you're out now, but holy crap. What a bunch of dicks."

"So there's even a doctor who's good at putting on a public face for everyone else," Kaveri notes, nodding. "Kinda figured they had someone like that."

She almost shrinks away when Jamal bristles - he does look very fierce, but she doesn't back down or otherwise show that she feels a little uneasy. She wasn't sure if she wanted to tell him about her chat with Zach. "They weren't saying bad things about you -- it was something I overheard at the beach bar. I forget who mentioned it. They were actually really disgusted with how badly you were treated," she says in attempt to calm the man down, "and it disgusts me, as well. I really can't blame ya for being angry about it."

Probing her mind for something to change the subject, she leans over the table and lowers her voice to a barely-audible whisper. "Hey, I thought of a way to get back at these doctors without having to fight or deal with the shock collars," she says, then glances suspiciously from side to side. "But since they're spying on us with cameras or some s**t, we gotta be really secretive about talking about it so they don't know my plan. You wanna hear about it and maybe try it?"

"Excellent," Kaveri says with a rumbling chuckle, steepling her fingers. "The more people I get involved in this, the better."

"Alright," she begins, cupping both hands around her mouth and leaning further over the table, "the point of this thing is to completely drive the doctors ********' nuts. Basically, we write letters to each other. Any kind of bullshit, jibberish, made-up code language... but they mean nothing. They have no reason, it's just a bunch of s**t. However, we all act like these letters are extremely important, and purposefully act suspicious when delivering the letters to each other."

She continues, "Eventually, the doctors are gonna wanna know what the ******** is up. They'll probably take the letters, and try to figure out what they mean. They will waste their time trying to decipher the meaning of our shitty nonsensical letters, thinking there's some deep secret escape plan hidden within all of them. They will go apeshit as they keep trying to find stuff out, and we'll keep on writing them."

A devious smirk crosses her face, and she knits her fingers together and sets them on the table. "It's not much, but it's sure to distract the hell out of them and just... cause a bit of trouble and ******** with them in ways that they can't zap us for."

Leaning back, she raises her voice to speaking level again and folds her arms across her chest. "So, are you in?"