Slice of Steak

Phil and Dave had apparently skinned some of the Bull Sloth. They did this to cut off some of the meat. Phil had forced fed a chunk of cooked meat to Greg and he began gagging. i watched the scene of of Dave holding Greg to the floor as Phil was forcibly putting what looked to be cooked arm meat into Greg's mouth. It had been about an hour since the Agni Kai, and apparently that was enough time for them to torture Greg.

The Chef had said that the meat from the Bull Sloth wasn't very good due to it being a carnivore and that most of the meat would be tasteless when cooked. This however did not stop Phil and Dave's *science experiment*.

"I would actually suggest spicing the meat and drying it out... Turning it into Jerky would be better than whatever you three are doing."

"HELP ME, I DON"T WANT ANY OF THIS HELP ME, OH GOD IT TASTE LIKE SHIT."

"Why do you know what shit tastes like?"

"You know Phil that jerky idea would be better, it would make the stuff we cook last longer as well."

"Anyway you should get off Greg."

"PLEASE!"

"I didn't know you guys were the one to take care of the body."

"Oh, that's because no one else wanted to try to eat it and the others didn't like the smell of burning hair that came with it."

"That makes sense, I guess...Anyway did you guys save the fur from it, i wanted a cloak to be made out of some of it."

"What like a cape? or like one of those things that wrap around people's waists."

"What a toga?"

"Don't those go over your shoulder? Greg do you know what its called?"

"You guys are assholes."

"I'd say one of those waist things I guess. Like you can unwrap it and use it as a coat or a blank if you get cold."

"Wouldn't that be like really hot though?"

"I would like a blanket like that my nipples get cold during the nights."

Me and Dave looked at Phil and a unison response was formed. "We didn't need to know that information."

"Well, its true..."

"Once Greg stops whining he can make that for ya, he knows how to tan hides pretty well."

We both looked at Greg who sat over a trash can trying to vomit the nasty tasting meat into a Phil's Bag.

"Well I leave that to you guys then, I have to go eat actual food and go report to the General."

"Will be seeing ya!"

With that I left them, I was think of naming their group something, perhaps they had something to call themselves. After all most of the camp seemed to avoid their antics, so people must call them something right? Even when we were in Warden's Pass I am pretty sure the three of them were avoided like a plague.

The food I got from the actual cooks was a cabbage and pork stew. At least I think it was pork, I don't know what one would call the meat that comes from the animal hybrid pigs like the pig cow. Nonetheless it still tasted pretty good, no doubt 100% better than the Bull Sloth Meat. However...Why was a creature that was a mix of a Bull and a Sloth eat meat? I mean it had 9 eyes and was called Man-eating, but I mean its still Bull and Sloth right? Did Sloth taste good, I never tried it in my past life for obvious reason, but it did make me wonder about the food in this world. Perhaps I could suggest some recipes from my past life that could be made here?

Once I was done eating I headed back to the General's Tent, I had been doing that a lot actually. Pretty soon I would need my sleep...

"Reporting for service! General Lee?"

"Perfect timing, Sergeant Orin. you have been promoted I just got the Messenger hawk."

"Wait, seriously? I was promoted?"

"Well, in truth I sent the request before your Agni Kai. However I am sure within few days you can become the same rank as Zhao."

That was fast, why was that so fast?

"Now that your a sergeant you can properly investigate Zhao's possible interference in your previous given mission."

"Uh...Sir, may I ask why am I being promoted so fast? Should I need more time?"

"Ah! Right I suppose that is a good question. You actually received to suggestions for higher promotion. You could call them recommendation letters. One I am sad to say came from someone, very special. Thus the request was forced through quickly, I wanted to wait a little just so others can adjust to you. By non-noble standards you are a prodigy, in the nobles eyes however you are just lucky. Most of the nobles don't actually have that much power, but they do have influence over sharing information. More specifically the spread of negative rumors, hence my reluctance of fast promotions. This is also why I gave you the task with Zhao, many of these people appreciate Zhao's...Drive. Your victory should certainly drive the more cowardly ones away."

"Do you mind I ask who made those requests?"

General Lee had froze up, his face had one of absolute pity, and a little bit of fear if I looked close enough.

"The first was anonymous but they had enough power to get the of mastery approval."

"What's that?"

"Hmm, its a special seal dedicated to those who are considered masters of talent. Most are on the older side, the youngest ever Mastery approval was held by someone at the age of 48. So those who have such seals can make various requests. Most times they are only used to push to snatch up apprentices or successors when the Master doesn't have next of kin."

Well that was certainly very interesting information. Was the one who used the mastery seal testing me for apprenticeship or something?

"What about the second request?"

"This one is...You were requested by a member of the royal family, since you are deemed a prodigy they likely had it done so they can transfer you to their command. Where I can say one of three things will happen...The first is you will be fine and likely learn a few new tricks. The second is you get treated as a punching bag and if your lucky you learn new techniques. Finally, you die, or I suppose be killed. Be thrown overboard or sacrificed is entirely possible if you do get transferred. i will try my best to prevent that, but only so much I can do."

General Lee was fairly kind, and I understood why. I was pretty sure the man idolized Iroh, and the white lotus. He was even a a low rank within the white lotus. I knew this 2nd person was certainly Azula, with the chance of being killed it had to be her. Zuko may not seem it, but he did care for his crew. Azula however had directly threatened to throw one of her crew members overboard. Later I was pretty sure that guy fucked up, and was killed by Azula due to the mistake. I of course didn't even know how to feel about Azula. If i kept being promoted quickly I would be stuck with the her as a threat. I was pretty sure I could beat her in a fight...maybe. She had more experience, but I had more versatility...I could survive but it didn't mean I wanted to be near that hot mess.

She really is a hot mess isn't she.... she fire bends and goes crazy....definite hot mess.

"That's a request from Princess Azula, right sir?"

"Yeah, sadly If she does want to transfer you nothing will stop her. however I can delay in time, hopefully that will give you enough time to grow a bit more. After all eventually if you get skilled enough, I am sure the Master who also put in a request will help you. For now though begin you investigation in to Zhao's actions, we suspect he is withholding information about the water tribe anyway. Gather evidence and report back to me when your done."

With that I walked out, I needed some sleep before I started...