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Fran almost yelled at Balthier as she turned to leave the cockpit, groaning as she slammed the door closed. "There's got to be something left in the holds ... Something we missed. I could eat a chocobo at this point ..." The Veira said, heading off to the lower levels to scrounge every inch for something, anything edible!
The tall rabbit woman had picked through the miscellaneous cargo, opening crates of weapons, barrels that turned out to be fuel and alike, searching through about a quarter of the large cargo hold with nothing to show. That is until she rounded a corner and one of the familiar moogles looked up at her. Only three feet tall, it was at the end of a short isle, clipboard in hand, and jumped when it heard the groan of the Veira's belly, and looked up to see the woman licking her lips and advancing.
Fran hadn't thought about it until after the fact, automatically scooping up and devouring the little creature. Her gut rushed out with the addition of meat into a round pregnant looking sphere, jiggling as her meal struggled. The Veira gave her gut a firm pat, the round orb swaying as she strutted back out of the isle, enjoying the full feeling.
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