Can't you just let me pass peacefully?" the girl made of ice and water replied, trying hard to keep her exasperation out of her voice. "Evil creature! You are in violation of the Mukrezarian Blockade! Surrender and come quietly, or we will be forced to destroy you!" the indigo-haired flier demanded, hovering in the air before Ami. Large, triangular silver tiaras prevented strands of hair from sliding down into the women's faces. As the girls circled her like vultures, Ami noted that each one had a different hair colour, which, when taken all together, formed the whole spectrum of a rainbow. Dripping golden powder as if it was snow, the fairies slowly flew around the young Keeper, their twin pairs of insectile wings beating with an odd tingling noise. The smaller gap in the front, strategically positioned to reveal a good amount of cleavage, had to be for vanity purposes, though.Īmi took a wider-legged, more stable stance as she looked up at the flying intruders, who broke formation as they spread out around her. The large cut-out circle on the back made sense too, as the dragonfly-like wings protruding just below the women's shoulder blades needed to be able to move freely. In any case, the white swimsuit-like outfits that the women were wearing seemed practical, in that they wouldn't get in the way while flying, and that occasional splashes from the waves below wouldn't weigh the fabric down much. She hadn't exactly been in these warm, tropical regions during her brief stint on the surface. Possibly due to the difference in climate, she thought. Since coming to this world, only some of the underworlders whom Ami had met had been wearing less. All seven incoming fairies were female, and they certainly liked to leave no doubt about that. As they approached, sheathed in a layer of magic that incessantly shed golden sparkles, Ami could make out more details. Maybe, just maybe, she could talk her way out of this.Īmidst the howling of the storm, the seven glowing forms streaked down from the tumultuous sky towards the transparent figure waiting below. Now moving the body of the possessed simulacrum, she transported herself back to the icy plain forming the top of her ship. A glow like red-hot embers flared up behind the frozen eyes, and the golem's facial features now mirrored Ami's previous expression. A moment later, she became a column of swirling black energy that shot toward the closest sailor-suited statue. With a sigh, the senshi resigned herself to the fact that she would probably have to fight them, and put her hands together in front of her chest defensively. The continuous thundering of the waves against the hull of Ami's vessel reminded her that the incoming fairies had to be very determined to be flying through this storm. If they were really determined, they could probably melt their way through the frozen layer with little difficulty. The dimensionally displaced schoolgirl looked up at the ceiling, as if she could track the seven white-dressed figures through the thick layer of ice. Maybe they'd just go away if they couldn't find an entrance? No, that was wishful thinking. The time for deception had passed.Īmi disappeared below deck. On her visor's display, she could now see the leader of the cone-shaped formation stretch out her hand and point at the slender figure on the iceberg. She would be taken to their ship, where her story would fall apart near-instantaneously under questioning. She shouldn't bother him for every little thing, and besides, that strategy would buy her very little time at best. What should she do? Maybe I could ask Jadeite for another glamour and play the half-starved, shipwrecked survivor?Feeling her cheeks warm at the thought of the curly haired blonde, Ami immediately chided herself for the reaction and rejected the idea. They had just corrected for a course adjustment of her ice ship, so the blue-haired girl was now completely sure that they were coming for her. Distorted by the droplets of foamy sea water that the wind had splattered across her visor, Ami could see the seven glowing spots in the sky grow larger as they approached.