A.N. Did i forgot to post it or what? Well ... here it comes. Be warned since the things happen in this chapter and its NSFW.
Stray twigs scarped at their arms and legs, cutting their sweat stained faces. The trees that towered over them were green blurs as they ran as fast as they could, stumbling over roots, jumping over rocks. The screams of fighting tributes faded and soon all that was left was the rustling of trees in the wind and the sound of their hearts pounding in their ears.
As Sokka rushed close behind Katara his handler's words rang across his exhausted mind. They offered him little comfort.
If you want to win, put on a show. If you want to die, make it spectacular. If you want to survive, hide. And with luck you'll live.
He hardly had a plan for either. Dying was certainly not an option, but that wasn't up to him. The more thought he put into those words, the more he suspected his handler was just screwing with him.
Finally, Katara began to slow down, sheer exhaustion taking its toll. She collapsed on a pile of dry leaves, wheezing with every breath she took. Sokka attempted to lean against a nearby tree before falling to his knees.
"Okay," Katara gasped, "Okay, I think we can rest now."
"Fuck," Sokka breathed, clutching his chest, "How far did we run anyway?"
"Far enough from anyone chasing us hopefully," she sighed, taking a much needed breath.
For a time the two siblings said nothing, recuperating their strength as they lay among the fallen leaves. It was eerily calm, with nothing but the strain of bark in the wind, the chirping of birds.
Their ears perked up as they heard footsteps crunch against the dried leaves and grass.
Stiffening up, readying for a fight, their would-be opponent came out from a behind a tree, hands raised harmlessly behind her head.
"Relax dweebs. I'm not your enemy here. If I was gonna fight you two, I wouldn't have given you a chance to get up," said Toph, a wide smirk plaster across her face.
Uncertainty lingered in the air between them. Neither Katara nor Sokka were willing to let their guard down.
Sensing their reluctance Toph shook her head and pouted. "For crying out, my arms are getting tired here! I'm being serious. I've been following you the whole time! I could've bent the earth beneath you two instead wasting my time talking!"
With no small sense of relief, Sokka rolled his eyes, loosening up his stance as he walked toward the earthbender.
"Can you blame us for being just a bit on edge? We are in a death game after all," grinned Sokka, extending his arms out.
"Yeah, no shit Snoozles, I'm in it too," retorted Toph, taking Sokka in a hearty embrace, "Damn good to see you."
"Same," smiled Sokka, hugging Toph back.
"How were you able to follow us, Toph? We should've heard you coming," said Katara, patting the girl on the shoulder, smiling with relief.
"C'mon Sugar Queen. I'm Toph Beifong that's as good enough of an explanation as any!" she grinned.
Katara gave her an uncertain look. "Uh. Okay then, I guess."
"I'm surprised you two are still alive honestly. Tribesmen have short lifespans in the games."
"Most tribesmen aren't like Sokka and I," Katara smirked.
Toph grinned viciously, punching Katara in the arm. "That's what I like to hear, Sugar Queen!"
"Ow, hey! Take it easy Toph."
"Oh, that was love tap! We'll be covered in bruise by the time these games end."
"If we make it out alive that is." Warned Sokka.
Feeling a measure of safety in the relative seclusion of their little patch of forest, the three tributes rested a bit longer, making small talk as the sun shined through the leaves above. With Toph by their side the two siblings made it clear to their companion that their odds of survival were far better, to which the earthbender firmly agreed.
They set out not long after their rest, traversing a steep and rocky hill lined with trees. It was rough going, but as the day grew dimmer they agreed to set up camp on top of the hill, hoping to take advantage of its elevation and favorable defensive qualities.
As they made themselves comfortable in secluded area among thick undergrowth they prepared for the coming of night. With Katara and Toph's bending still blocked, they would have to wait until the morning to go on the attack, hoping their bending would return by then. It would be a long night for all of them.
"Hey, you guys know how to use these, right?" asked Toph, revealing a pair of binoculars and a short hunting knife.
Sokka eyes lit up, graciously taking the items from the earthbender. "I'll take those!"
Katara did a double take, shaking her head in disbelief. "Wait a minute, how did you get those?"
"Duh, she's Toph Beifong, Katara. Isn't that enough of an explanation?" retorted Sokka.
"I… oh, whatever," Katara sighed, "Probably got it off a dead tribute or something."
"What are you going to do with those things anyway, Snoozles?"
"Night's coming fast. I'm gonna see if I can find a vantage point and act as lookout for the night. Might need to climb a tree."
"Pfft, a lookout? Please, we won't need that!" said Toph, "I'll sense whoever's coming before you can even spot them."
"Just be careful Sokka. Try not to fall off a branch, okay? I won't be able to heal you," warned Katara.
"Relax, I got this! My eyesight's like an eagle!" Sokka assured them.
With that he set off into the forest. Finding a tall tree with a good view over the valley below, Sokka climbed up as carefully as he could, finding a strong branch to rest upon. Minutes passed as the sun began to set, but his lone vigil paid off. Through his binoculars in a small clearing Sokka was able to spot a sizeable group. Squinting hard, adjusting the focus on the lenses, he felt the blood in his veins freeze over when got a better look.
He counted six in total, all well armed with swords, knives, and arrows. He could make out the color of their clothing, with half sporting red. It wasn't until he adjusted the focus again that he could make out their features. A hideous burn scar on one, brown messy hair on another, one with a conical hat, one with a piece of straw in his mouth, one sporting a permanent frown, and one with dagger-like bangs.
He couldn't believe it. It was Jet and Zuko walking side by side, with Azula trailing behind them, flanked by their companions.
His heart raced. They had made an alliance, Sokka was sure of it. Some of the most fearsome tributes expected to succeed in the games walking hand in hand.
Fortunately for him they didn't seem to be making their way toward his location. He merely kept his gaze focused on them until they were out of sight.
Hours passed as dusk approached without much note. Sokka caught himself nodding off at one point and he forced himself to stay awake, trying to balance himself on the branch. Taking one last look through the binoculars he scanned the tree line and outlying clearings for any movement.
At the corner of his vision, steel glinting in the dusk light, he spotted another group as they moved into the forest. He could barely make out the green uniform of a Kyoshi warrior, with at least two other tributes trailing behind her. That had to be Suki and who ever she managed to ally herself with.
As he swung around to scan the nearby forest he could barely make out another group moving among the trees. It was hard to tell, but he could barely make out the bright orange tunics of two airbenders, along with another tribute clad in green. Given that both were still walking, the blocking effect had not worn off for them either. Sokka counted the few blessings he was given since the games started. To him the airbenders were a great threat. If they able to fly, there'd be no hiding from them.
Again the hours passed without much incident and the groups he spotted earlier faded away into the forest as night fell across the island. A cool wind rustled the leaves in his tree and Sokka felt a terrible chill course through his body. It was time to go.
Climbing down from the tree and stowing away his binoculars Sokka unsheathed his knife, moving carefully through the undergrowth back to the campsite. Although his eyes had trouble adjusting to the dark he nonetheless made his way forward, making as little noise as he could.
When he finally arrived he could barely make out Katara and Toph in the dark, their silhouettes blending into the shadows. Oddly enough he could also hear chewing, with the soft chime of tin clanging against tin.
He sniffed air around the camp. "Is… is that food?"
"Hello to you two Snoozles," Said Toph, "Sensed you coming a mile away. Katara got worried for second when she heard footsteps, but I set her straight."
"Well, that's all good and fine, but where did the food come from?" asked Sokka, taking his seat beside them, his mouth salivating.
"Duh, I'm Toph Bei-"
"Airbender," Katara interrupted, swallowing her food, "An airbender messenger was sent out by a sponsor. Dropped off a care package for us with some food and a note. Said it was for Toph and her friends."
The blind earthbender groaned. "That's sounds so boring when you put it that way! You should have left it vague, let the mystery build around it. It makes me sound more awesome that way."
Unmoved, Katara merely shrugged. "Whatever you say, Toph."
"You two better have saved some for me, I'm starving," added Sokka, scrounging through the messenger bag for some food.
"Yeah yeah, quit whining will ya," muttered Toph, "There's plenty in there for all of us should last us a few days if we ration it well."
"If we last that long," added Sokka. "I spotted three groups of tributes not far from here, to the northeast, east, and southeast. They weren't heading our way, but we need to move carefully. One group had six tributes in total. I think Zuko and Azula are with them."
"Don't sweat it, Snoozles, you got me!" said Toph, puffing out her chest and pounding it with her fist, "I'm the best earthbender on this island, Princess Short-Fuse and Sparky got nothing on me!"
Katara shook her head, scoffing at her bravado. "Even if we do have the best earthbender with us, I still don't like those odds. Sokka's right, Toph. We need to move carefully, at least until our bending is back."
"And when it does those two will be in for a world of hurt!" she grinned, a fist planted into her open palm, "Class is in session boys and girls and Professor Pain's giving the lesson!"
"Well professor you can't do much without your bending can you?" added Sokka, picking up a food tin and a fork, "So we play it cool and move carefully until you get it back, okay?"
"Yes mom, I heard you the first time."
"Super. Now, if you two don't mind I'm going to be tuning you out as I devour this meatloaf."
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Ty Lee was exhausted.
Fleeing into the vast golden plains and running for most of the day, propelled onward by a deep sense of fear, sheer fatigue had finally taken its toll on her body. She slowed her pace, coming to rest among a pile of boulders jutting out from the tall grass as she caught her breath. She wheezed as she gulped down air, the pain in her chest excruciating. There was nothing to be done.
If she stayed near the starting point there was no telling what could have happened, what she could have done to defend herself. If anyone were to find out she was a chi-blocker she'd be dead. Benders hated her kind. If she lived to escape Ty Lee would have been their first target. She wouldn't let that happen.
The afternoon sky rolled overhead as Ty Lee laid in the shade of the boulders, the tall grass gently rustling in the wind. It was quiet save for her breathing, but it was a welcome calm as the pain in her chest subsided. She was far from danger at the moment. She was thankful for that.
When her breathing calmed she attempted to sit up, every part of her body protesting as bones and muscles ached with pain. Gritting her teeth, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and gazed out over the wild, rolling fields. It was beautiful to say the least, how the grass seemed to stretch out for miles as it turned a golden orange in the light of the setting sun.
And it was over that great distance that Ty Lee was able to spot a lone structure jutting out from the plains, a marble-gray eyesore amid a sea of sunbaked grass.
"What the hell?" she muttered groggily, squinting her eyes, "Is that a house?"
Disbelief gave way to quiet joy. A shelter, sanctuary to ride out the storm! Her eyes lit up, a small jolt of energy coursing through her at the discovery. If no other tribute was there, then she could claim it for herself, having an actual roof over her head, resting in relative comfort as the others bludgeoned themselves in the wild.
That thought alone push her up from the ground, wading through the tall grass with a renewed sense of urgency. She had to claim it.
Crouching low Ty Lee crept forward, fighting through the soreness in her feet and keeping her head down just below the frayed edges of the tall grass. Luck seemed to smile upon her. As she got closer there didn't seem to be anyone around.
That, or whoever might be there was waiting inside to ambush her.
Gulping hard and hoping her luck would hold, Ty Lee crept forward.
Opening the door to the place elicited no response from any potential enemy inside. Making her way down the dark staircase and into the underground halls seemed to make no impression either. Ty Lee poked her head cautiously into each of the rooms; all of them empty save for the surprising amount of supplies stashed into every corner. She smiled greedily to herself, proud of her discovery. Luck had truly shined upon her.
As she opened a large ornate door to one of the last rooms Ty Lee was taken aback, eyes boggling out of their sockets.
It was bathhouse, its interior lavishly decorated with colorful frescos and lavish bass reliefs, the air tinged with a sumptuously sweet scent.
It was a gift from the heavens, a welcome sight after hours of running up a sweat, caked in dust and marred with scratches. She was already pulling at the collar on her tunic and clumsily unfastening the strap on her waist, eager for a swim.
"Oh spirits," breathed Ty Lee, smiling from cheek to cheek as she finally shook off her clothes, "I'm in paradise!"
Time lost all sense of meaning to Ty Lee. Indulging in the pleasures of her discovery she had spent what seemed like hours in the waters of the bath, the scent of rosy perfumes heavy in the hazy room. The luxuries she experienced in the middle ring of Ba Sing Se seemed second-class compared to the small slice of heaven she found herself in.
Languid and refreshed, Ty Lee was content to lie down on a nearby reclining wooden chair, basking in the warmth of the steam. She felt safe in her little sanctuary, stripped naked with only a towel to cover her, as she let the heat from the room dry off her rosy pink skin. Slowly her eyes began to shut, lazily drifting to sleep as she attempted put the troubles of the day far from her mind.
Little did she know that trouble would find her.
Voices from the hallway behind the bath's doors roused her from her sleep, low and hushed. Slowly Ty Lee raised her head, still groggy and dazed. By the time she realized that her little slice paradise was intruded upon her would-be assailants had stormed through the doors. Her heart leapt out of her chest as she jumped from her chair, stumbling to her feet. She got too comfortable. They had her right where they wanted her, caught without her weapon and completely exposed. She was done for.
As the warm and hazy steam filtered out through the gaping doorway Ty Lee got a better look at her attackers. Two boys, haggard and disheveled, anxious for a fight they hoped they could win. One wore green and sported a thick moustache, while the other wore red. a fellow countrymen. More than that however, he had a recognizable face from her district.
Her eyes widened. "Chan? Is that you?"
In the dim light Ty Lee could see his shoulders slacken, his harsh features soften. "… Ty Lee?"
The boy in green beside him piped up, his voice trembling with uncertainty. "Wait, you know her?"
"She's my partner, Haru. Just relax. She's not going to fight us," Chan reassured him, urging the boy to lower his stance. "Isn't that right, Ty Lee? Come on, no need to turn on each other, we agreed to stick together. Things were chaotic at the starting point, its not like I abandoned you."
For a time silence fell across the room. Sighing with a measure of relief Ty Lee relaxed herself, chuckling lightly as she shook her head.
"You're right, Chan," she admitted, a little of her bubbly demeanor returning to her, "You two gave me such a scare though! Seriously, my heart was pounding."
Glancing at Haru, Chan nodded his head slightly, to which the boy looked infinitely relieved as he lowered his fists.
"Well we were expecting a fight you know," retorted Chan, "We had no idea who'd be behind those doors. With the way the games started I figure we'd take no chances and just fight it out."
"Good thing you didn't!" Ty Lee giggled, placing a hand on her hip, "So who's this?"
A bit miffed by her comment, Chan brushed it off. "A new friend of mine. Or should I say our new friend. Took some convincing but he agreed to ally with me when this thing started. He can be your ally too."
"Uh, hi. M-My name is Haru. I'm an earthbender," he stuttered, smiling awkwardly.
A hand on each hip, Ty Lee eyed the boy with a curious glint in her eyes. He struggled to keep his eyes from raking over her body, something that she found strikingly entertaining. With only a towel to cover her, all he could really see were the little droplets of water running down her long taut legs, a noticeable blush coloring his tanned cheeks.
"Haru, huh?" she said, tilting her head to the side, grinning playfully, "Cute name. Just like you."
His eyes widened. "Oh. Uh, well, thank you?"
"Your welcome," Ty Lee cooed, her grin widening.
The moustache may have been a bit much, but Haru certainly was a catch. She'd be lying to herself if she didn't genuinely find him attractive, which only made her little compliment all the more convincing.
Chan looked visibly annoyed, eyeing Ty Lee harshly. "Well, what do think? I trust him well enough to have him stick around with us."
"Y-Yes! Really, you don't have to worry about me! I want to make it out of these games alive too. Its better to have allies right? The more you have the more likely you'll survive."
"Oh, I like the way you think, Haru!" Ty Lee said, "You're pretty smart actually. Isn't that right Chan?"
He grinned slowly. "Absolutely."
Ty Lee grinned, walking at a deliberate pace toward Haru. "I had the same thought too. We don't need to fight each at all really, why bother."
"R-Right!" Haru piped up, unable to tear his gaze away from Ty Lee.
Giggling, she slinked her way closer to Haru, feeling Chan's harsh eyes giving her a once over. She quite liked it actually, the attention they gave her, how they undressed her with their eyes. She wasn't intimidated; in fact, she was in control.
Haru was already putty in her hands and Chan's subtle jealously was working to her advantage. Unlike the girls in these games, boys were so easily tempted, so easily manipulated. Already she was cooking up a devious plan for them, one that matched a fervently growing desire. If there was one thing more stupid than the average boy it was a horny one. She could use that to benefit her.
Step by tantalizing step her wet feet patted against the stone floor until she was barely an inch away from Haru. His nostrils flared as he kept his mouth pinched tight, his bashfulness making him stiff. Ty Lee merely smiled at him, reaching out a hand and idly brushing off some of the dust from his shoulders, sampling his body with her eyes.
"Fighting is such a drag isn't it?" she said, a hand feeling up the taut muscles of his arm, "You get dirty, bloodied, bruised, and for what? A couple of scars and a black aura hovering over you like a rain cloud. Who wants that?"
"But we have to fight," Haru said, his breath short as he ogled Ty Lee's body, the sweet scent of roses permeating off her, "Its how we win the games."
"We don't have to fight each other, right?" Ty Lee said, looking up at him as innocently as she could, slowly wrapping her arms around his neck, "I definitely don't want to fight you, Haru. We could do so much more than that."
The earthbender gulped hard, looking into those big gray eyes of hers and avoided to look below. "Like what?"
She chuckled lightly at his naivety, a hand gently rubbing the back of his neck. "Fulfilling fantasies. Making wild dreams come true. You're one of the final pieces to mine you know."
Haru smiled awkwardly. "O-Oh, one of the pieces? What do you mean?"
She merely chuckled, capturing his lips in a sudden, fervent kiss. The boy, although taken off guard, slowly let his guard down and gave in to the bewildering moment.
Briefly Ty Lee parted her lips from his. "You starting to understand now?"
"Definitely. I' starting to like this alliance," Haru said, leaning in to kiss her again, his firm hands massaging her hips, pulling her body close to his.
The earth-bender's reluctance evaporated, the lingering tension from before a distant and silly memory. Chan's cooperation was a given, Ty Lee was sure of it. They were partners after all. Haru was an unknown variable, but she didn't think he'd give in this quickly to her wiles. Perhaps she had underestimated herself on this occasion.
The boy was eager to taste her lips, deepening the kiss with his tongue, his hands roaming over her firm buttocks. She moaned into his mouth, relishing his touch. As they kissed Chan stood in awe, growing more aroused as his partner gave her gave in to the moment.
Ty Lee slowly broke off from her kiss, turning to Chan with pleading eyes. "Its no fun just to watch you know…"
The firebender smiled eagerly. "Damn right it isn't."
With that Chan made his way over to Ty Lee, pressing his body against her as his hands grabbed hold of her hips, kissing her neck. The sensation made her blush as Haru's hands glided over her chest, undoing the towel that covered her as it dropped to the floor.
"You two are certainly eager," she purred, moaning as the boys' hands roamed her body, massaging her hips and breasts.
Feeling emboldened, Ty Lee whispered into Haru's ear, pleading with him to disrobe. The earthbender agreed, taking a step back as he began to strip in front of her. It only served to stoke the fire of arousal in her belly as Chan's hands glided up to her breasts, giving them a nice squeeze.
She hummed with pleasure. "Come on partner, you get your clothes off too."
After both boys disrobed, bearing themselves to Ty Lee's hungry eyes, they motioned toward her, sandwiching her between them as Chan laid claim to her neck, Haru pinching her nipples as he passionately kissed her.
"You two must really want me," she breathed, blushing with excitement. "Lie down for me then."
Although reluctant, both Chan and Haru complied, with their stiffened erections a telltale sign of how much she had them under her thumb.
With a bit of playful nudging Ty Lee made Chan lie on his back, leaning over him she settled her hips just above his head. He wasted no time as his tongue gently began to lick her pussy, making Ty Lee shutter with delight as she sat on his face.
Ravenously eyeing Haru's engorged cock as he sat up just in front of her, Ty Lee leaned forward, urged him to come closer, and lowered her head down between his legs. She teasingly licked the head, eliciting a moan from Haru as she continued to do so. Swirling her tongue around the tip she gradually took him into her mouth, sucking him off inch-by inch.
"Oh fuck," Haru breathed, a hand running through Ty Lee's towel-dried hair, parting the loose strains from her face.
Waves of pleasure emanated through Ty Lee, her heart beating against her chest like a drum. Chan clamped his mouth over her clit, playing with the swollen pink bead with his tongue, making her roll her hips against his head, her sweet juices coating his lips. Haru watched in awe as his penis disappeared into her slick mouth without so much as a gag; her head bobbing up and down as she worked to bring him to his climax.
"Oh spirits," Haru sighed, his fingers raking through Ty Lee's hair.
Her mouth felt so good. As he began to buck his hips, slowly thrusting into her mouth, she hardly even protested, the wet sucking noise of his cock gliding in and out propelling him onward to bring himself over the edge. He was in heaven.
Yet just as he came to his climax, groaning with pleasure as he released his thick load into her mouth, a glint of steel caught his eye as Ty Lee parted her lips from his flaccid cock. He was still coming down from his high to properly register the danger he was in.
Before Haru knew it a sharp pain ran across the length of his neck, cutting deep and rending the skin. He tried to cry out in pain. All he could muster was a gurgle as he choked on his own blood, the life leaving his green eyes as his body fell back against stone floor.
Chan felt Ty lee shift her weight above him, slightly changing position. When he opened his eyes to look up he caught a glimpse of her in the dim light, a knife in her hand dripping with blood, ejaculate running down her chin.
Terror set in and Chan immediately threw her off of him. Struggling to his feet he saw Haru lying motionless on the floor, streaks of red coating his neck. Panicking, he moved back toward the edge of the pool, thinking to put some distance between him and Ty Lee.
Her voice echoed across the room, pleading with him. "Wait, Chan! Don't worry I'm not going to kill you!"
"How can you say that after just killing Haru!?"
"He had to go Chan! Cute as he was, he wasn't one of us. He could have turned on us, fooled us by acting all naïve."
Chan blinked, shaking his head. "I… I thought I could trust him. He seemed so sincere about allying with me. With us."
"We have to play it smart here, Chan. Don't worry though. He's gone now. I don't want you to die," she said, standing up as she reached out her hand to him, "The only thing I want you to do is fuck me."
Staring in disbelief, Chan chuckled a little, taking her hand as he pulled her into an embrace. "You're one crazy girl."
Ty Lee giggled. "You have no idea."
o0o0o0o
"Boy, what a show! Good thing we had cabbage-phones installed inside the building! We could hear everything that was happening in there, and I do mean everything folks!"
"Right you are Shiro! It sounded like miss Ty Lee was quite the dangerous little vixen despite her cheerfulness. Tribute Haru never stood a chance with her act."
"Would you call that a happy ending, Xin?"
"Well depends on who you ask, Shiro! Anyway, that's one more tribute out of the way folks. The death toll continues to rise! That little sound bite was possible with Cabbage Corps' own patented cabbage-phones, available at all retail stores. Be sure to order your own! Now then, lets see if we can listen in again…"
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She couldn't accurately gauge how she felt when she started to come down from her brief erotic high. She worked up more of a sweat sucking Haru off and at least that took some effort on his part. Whatever she was expecting from Chan she was definitely expecting more. As the boy rolled off of her and onto his back with a satisfied smile, his cum still freshly spattered over her inner thighs, Ty Lee finally had a word to describe it all – disappointing.
He had started off well enough, working wonders with his mouth and getting her nice and wet, the anticipation building up in her body as she savored every little pinch and bite and lick. It was a pleasurable kind of torture.
And that's when things started to go awry.
When he flipped her onto her back, preparing to take her on the floor, she was all too willing to let him. The flicker in his eyes said it all and gave away a desire for her she was not expecting. His kisses were desperate enough and he was hard enough, nothing could go wrong.
But when he tried to penetrate her, despite all her willingness to be rocked and ravished, he couldn't satisfy her the way she wanted to. He made things quite uncomfortable for her and moved in a way that hardly stimulated her despite his obvious enjoyment. She had to get herself off while he felt content to put all his effort into his feeble little thrusts, quickly coming to his peak.
When Chan finally reached his climax Ty Lee was forced to keep up the act of being aroused, feigning enjoyment in his release.
"That was fun, huh?" Chan breathed, lying next to her on the stone floor.
"Oh, yeah…" she said, attempting to sound tired, "Real fun."
This wasn't what she wanted. This wasn't how things were supposed to be. This little shelter, this slice of paradise, was hers. She had the bath, she had the supplies, and she had every luxury accounted for. It was all hers. She was even gracious enough to let Chan in, to be a part of her fun. If she couldn't have a partner that could satisfy her, to see her as an equal...
"Hey, Ty Lee?" Chan said, sitting up as he began to stretch, "I'm going to take a swim. Why don't you clean up get rid of the body, yeah? It's only fair, since you're the one that killed him. I'll watch the place."
… Well then what good was a partner at all?
"Sure thing!" Ty Lee said a little too cheerfully, quickly getting to her feet as she scooped up her knife, moving slowly behind Chan's back. "I'll get right on that…"
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"Well folks this little tribute continues to surprise!"
"Indeed Xin! With two betrayals within an hour of each other and two tributes dead on the floor of the bath complex, Ty Lee is certainly on a roll!"
"You think she has what it takes to survive, Shiro?"
"Only time will tell my friend! And for all you listeners at home stay tuned to this channel to get all the exciting news and events related to the Kyoshi Games!"