[Oddey]

IC: Lubbent looked at Ziglet in a sort of 'You can't be serious.' way. "Oooo, I haven't heard that threat before." He said, before scrambling over to grab some grub. Then he asked for everything you could get. He wanted nothing more than to throw it all at Ziglet, but he knew that would land him in some serious trouble. Of course, if he slipped into the courtyard and made sure nobody paid attention to him, he could create signs of a riot. But no, Ziglet wouldn't fall for that. He wouldn't trust a word he said anymore. No matter what it was. He always knew it had to be some kind of trick. If only he was replaced soon, thought Lubbent as he sat down. Maybe then the captain would be more gullible. For now, Lubbent would have to wolf down whatever was best today, and find something interesting to do with the rest. If he could find a bit of spare paper and maybe a bit of tape, he could make himself a somewhat squishy ball. Of course if he threw that at somebody, they'd be covered in terrible tasting food. He almost laughed at the thought of Ziglet being hit in the back of the head with that. If he made enough, he might actually be able to escape... But why? He had nowhere better to be, and sometimes it was fun messing with the stupid guards and other inmates. Just as he finished the last of his favourite bits, he realized that there was definately enough left to make a ball or two. Nodding, he picked up his tray and headed for his cells, but not before calling out to Ziglet "If ya don't beleive me, fine. But yer'll be held respoonsable if there is a riot in tha courtyard. See ya in court." Then, he scampered off.