Lunch time indeed, but where?

As much as she hated it, Laura was slowly but surely learning that resistance wasn’t exactly her best option. She was still biding her time, hoping to find an opportunity to escape of course, but she could at least be a little more subtle about it…

Regardless, the bubble-butted brat waddled through the prison, making her way to the cafeteria and standing in line, it certainly took a little while, with everyone queue’d up in such a manner, being given personalised meals, the line was a long one.

Still, it gave Laura the opportunity to gaze around the prison, once again looking at the different groups and collections of prisoners, she noticed several Avengers sat together, several spider-themed heroes, more groups of mutants, other than the ones she had encountered last time, although they were still around, staring at her expectedly and making the diapered mutant blush, her new onesie certainly turning a lot of amused-looking heads.

Still, the one individual Laura found herself drawn to again was Jubilee, who seemed to be sat by herself, focused purely on her meal, at least it seemed that way anyway, she noticed the other mutants eye dart or turn occasionally, seemingly deceptively more focused than she let on.

Either way, X didn’t find time to stare for long, soon finding herself at the front of the queue and wincing at what she was handed, baby food, a baby bottle of milk, a generally humiliating meal… With a **** sigh, she turned around, trying to determine where to sit…