[quote=@Krayzikk]
[color=00aeef]"Depends on how lonely they are, Lauren. Watch out for the pines. Monsters 'round here never had dark meat before."[/color]
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Shameful!

Appalling! 

Insensitive!

Racist!

The things that Ben Lloyd had just insinuated about this forest's denizens, and their palates, were spoken with all the sensitivity of someone who thought that traffic stops were innocent check-ups on black drivers and Eminem had written the hip hop gospel. In that moment, Lauren saw the blacksmith for what he was - a [i]conquistador[/i] in the wrong era, a callow boy whose only regrets regarding the rape of Vacuo were that he wasn't there for the climax. She regretted every word of friendship she had shared with the mayonnaise-hued boy, every sexually frustrated glance, suggestive wink, and pulse-pounding bout of feral, animal sex that they would probably wind up having as soon as they were settled back into their dorms. She hated him. In the streets where Lauren Negasi had penned her own legend, the boy's quips, disrespectful of both her ancestry and the supernatural, would have left him a corpse in the streets.

...

She wanted to grab his dick, but he was about to breach the door and one of the things Lauren had developed in her few weeks undercover amidst the straights was a good sense of timing.

[color=8882be]"Fuck, man."

"Fuuuuuuuck, fuck you. Yeah, sure. Let's rock. F[i]uuuuuu[/i]cking a."[/color]

...

[color=8882be][i]"Fuuuuuck this."[/i][/color]