The Kyoshi Warriors had only just finished their forms for the day when they received news that a non-trading ship had arrived at Kyoshi Island. Ty Lee and Suki were both aware that Azula had escaped from her incarceration, making this report more attention-grabbing than similar ones in the past. Ty Lee began wiping off her warrior facepaint with her sleeve after hearing the news. "Ty Lee? We need to go investigate, don't start to undress!" Suki was used to a certain degree of ditzy behavior from the Kyoshi Warriors' newest member, but even she couldn't have missed the possible implications of an unannounced ship's arrival. "It's not Azula." Ty Lee replied with all certainty. Suki crossed her arms. ""What makes you so sure?" Ty lee extended a hand out a nearby window. "Look. Do you hear screams? Anything on fire? Its not like she can be stealthy after her face has been plastered up and down the world as an overthrown tyrant." Ty Lee smilingly waved her arms dramatically to emphasize the scope of her claim. "Say, I don't need to keep this armor on when we go into an actual fight right? All this clothing makes me feel so bottled up." Ty Lee effortless flipped herself into a one-armed handstand. "See? Look at how all this armor just hangs off me!" Suki decided not to fight this particular battle (...again) and began a more practical line of conversation. "So if its not Azula, who is it, and what are they doing here at Kyoshi?"

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Toph and Katara had disembarked from the ship after another feast. Both had changed their clothes afterward for the sake of appearances, but already the armpits of Toph's robes were saturated with sweat, and Katara was quietly moaning with displeasure at the pounds of fried fish she had heaped into her stomach just an hour ago. "Oooh....Toph....you can still smell me through the robe, can't you?....and we only made ourselves worse with that second binge....boy that was silly of us, eating like that right until we saw the island..."

Toph was in high spirits having set foot on solid earth once again. "Dumb of us? You probably would have eaten that dockworker if we didn't have that little snack. I'm with ya on the gas thing, though. -URRRUUURP!- Phew." After Toph's belch, the sounds of commotion were heard down the street. "I-I think I heard a fire catapult being launched!" a merchant shrieked.

Katara and Toph had only grown plumper from their second feast; Katara's rear was marching a step behind her feet, plastered against her once loose robe, and Toph's flowing green shirt could be seen through her poorly-belted outer robe, which was simply under too much strain to fully wrap around her midsection. While the very loose second layer of her outfit still covered Toph's body nicely, her green shirt was known to ride up when she was sitting down, resulting in an exposed bellybutton resting in a layer of fat.

Katara put her hands together and squeezed. "This is so bad....we can't let Ty Lee and Suki see us like this, they've been training all the time while we've been sitting around and pigging out!" Toph, trailing behind Katara, realized her anxious friend had passed gas again for the fourth time since they disembarked a few minutes ago. After taking a moment to remind herself that she was not insane and Katara was at the moment indeed overweight and rather flatulent, Toph gave her two cents. "Well, they expect this sort of thing outta me Katara, and its not like you are going to get any thinner without their help. Just go back to what you were doing before and hold your gas in until you get the fix you want so bad."

Katara blushed as she earnestly responded to Toph. "It feels so good that I don't know if I could go back to doing that perfectly! It'll be pretty uncomfortable..."
"I'm liking you more every day, sugar queen." Toph jested.
"Lets just stay at an inn now and go up to the Kyoshi Warriors tomorrow." Katara suggested, hoping her stomach would be settled by then.