[@Demon Shinobi][@Double]

"Oho" Satay's lips curled into a thin smile, seeing the procedures of Glaceo. For such a droll, no nonsense kind of leader, he sometimes could entertain exotic notions to what PTO should do at times. Frieza was an [i]animal[/i], and Satay held no illusion about half of their tropes. Cooperation was not possible, unless it was on draconian terms. But the folks at the planet did not know that. Glaceo probably wanted to keep them deluded.

[i]Ain't he sharper than he looks, that one?[/i] The sorceress smiled. "Carrot, rather than Stick?" She said to Glaceo. "Well, I can follow that, Lord Glaceo." The woman tilted her head. "Although... I am a bit concerned about our lack of persuasion abilities." She added as she began to walk away towards the medical bay of the ship, an idea already forming on her mind. It would take a little of effort and perhaps quite a bit of magic, but she believed it could work. She swayed her hips walking proud as she were a cat, right into where the healing pods were, and picked a couple of items from the table. Scalpel and gauze. She frowned for a moment, gripping the scalpel with decision...

And seconds later, after a small grunt of pain, an amputated pinky finger was resting on the table, as the sorceress deftly bandaged the stump left on her left hand as if it had been the most normal thing of the word. She then kissed the pinky and tossed it in one of the healing vats, as she began to chant and concentrate. Magical energies surrounded the device, as thaumaturgic forces gave shape to the flesh and changed the finger into something else, just as it healed and grew at an accelerated pace. A copy of herself, an artificial human, bound to her whims.

Upon speaking the other body inside the vat, fully grown, she clicked her scouter once. "1350... Huh, well it'll do. It was a shoddy work done with a pinky finger after all. Also, i think I really need to exercise a bit. I am getting a bit heavy in the rear." Much to the despaired look of the scientists and healers there, he extracted the eerily quiet copy of hers from the vat, in her natural suit. The creature did not speak until Satay leant forward and kissed her copy in the mouth, granting the final touch, the mockery of life. Aiming with her finger, she employed her Magic Materialization to give her a PTO suit, and picking a nearby scouter, affixed it to her copy, ruffling her hair slightly.

"All done. Your name shall be Mina, for you come out of my pinky." Satay clapped her hands as she led her copy back into the main room, where Glaceo stood. "Allow me to fetch you a better...actress for this role, my lord Glaceo." She added, as she kicked the still stunned homunculus. "Mina. Pitiable, isn't it? With her landing planetfall, we will dispel the notion we PTO are actually as aggressive as they think we are." She added, smirking at her creation.

The homunculus just looked at her, like a lost puppet, and shivered.