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Liu was quickly dragged from her bed down to the cloying atmosphere of the ship's main level. Even at night multiple cookfires were active, giving Liu no relief. "At least let me get my overcoat back on Song, I'm just in my bedtime clothes!" Liu's quiet voice was muffled by the sound of a large amount of meat sizzling blasting from the galley doors at the end of the hall. Song finished the fried bread she had been munching on as she lead Liu down into the ship. "That smells so good!" she couldn't help but utter. Liu felt a stab of anxiety. "Song, you hate meat! You've been on a steady veggies and fish diet since you were seven..." Song seemed reluctant to speak for a moment, then shrugged. "I dunno. Acquired a taste for it today, I guess. The commander's been spreading the word that capturing Azula won't be any trouble at all since she dosen't have any nation's military backing, so she's been encouraging us all to let loose a little. You just need to let Ty Lee adjust some pressure points to help with circulation, and you get full access to the galley, plus half shifts!" Liu noticed they were heading toward the upper deck, where commander Suki, Ty Lee, and her rather heavy friends were fond of staying. "This doesn't sound like the commander, Song.." A voice she recognized answered before Song did. "Suki's turned over a new leaf!"

Coming in from the deck was Fei Lin, an older Kiyoshi warrior who could kick like a mule and out-eat most of the men on Kiyoshi Island. She had always been a tall, muscular, and slightly thick-waisted girl, but the Fei Lin that stood before her now was far bigger than the girl of recent memory. Her already somewhat round face and thick thighs had widened severely, and the bottom of her stomach, which resembled a big, squishy pillow stuffed underneath her robe, had become so tight she could see her bellybutton through the cloth. The large girl's silverish eyes darted to Song. "Woah, looking good there!" Fei Lin stepped forward and gave Song's stomach a slap. It was only then that Liu noticed her friend seemed to have eaten to the point of pushing her stomach out, making a distinct shape inside her loosely fitting sailor's shirt. Her look of approval died swiftly when her eyes turned to Liu. Fei Lin stepped into Liu's path, putting her face to face with a pair of swollen, heavy looking breasts. Liu's back hurt just looking at them. "You better go see Ty Lee fast, before you're given all the extra work we're being relieved of!" Liu found that Fei Lin smelled strongly of perspiration and fried food. Her breath was no more fragrant. "Hey, lay off her Fei Lin, she's gonna go now!" Fei Lin belched into the air, gave Song a nod, and hefted her new, more cumbersome body down into the bowels of the ship. Liu blushed watching her weighty rear end heave back and forth through her robe as she descended the nearby set of stairs to the holds.

Song cracked open the door to the deck. It was dark, but torches and hanging lamps had illuminated the front deck. A cool breeze danced through the hall, but the "fresh" air smelt of grease and salt, and did little to calm Liu's churning stomach. "Listen, Song, I'm not feeling so good, I'll see her tomorrow morning!" Song put a fist to her mouth to belch. " -Urpmgh- Well, whatever you want Liu, here's hoping you don't get morning watch!"