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The air smelled sweet, floral, and the sun was warm in a manner that soaked into her bones without coaxing sweat. Beneath her, the sand crinkled comfortingly against her back, while the cool breeze brought with it the refreshing saltiness of the ocean, waves ebbing and flowing. When was the last time she had such a wonderful slumber? When was the last time she could relax so much? Stirring gently out of her sleep, Amaryllis pulled herself up as she yawned, rubbing the drowsiness from her eyes. She breathed in the floral wind one last time, before her amethyst eyes scanned the scene before her, from the other magical girls still lying on the ground to Rina’s new outfit to the wholly alien landscape around her.

Shit.

She’s gotta get back.

[color=778899]“Yeah, this really is a bi- Buwh?!”[/color]

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Looking down at her own attire, Amaryllis’s cheeks flushed red at just how scandalous they were. She hadn’t thought it was possible to get any skimpier than her usual magical girl outfit, but now even her naked [i]hips[/i] were exposed, nevermind how tightly the synthetic fibers pressed against her skin. Even though the gods were kind enough to give her a jacket, that could only cover either her top or her bottom, not both, and leaving one exposed was already scandalous enough. Swallowing once, the Midsummer Blossom shrugged off her jacket and tried to wrap it around her chest, using the extra length to then cover her b- nope, that certainly didn’t work either when her proportions were like this!

With a defeated sigh, Amaryllis put on her white-and-red jacket once more, looking for buttons or zippers or something to close it up…but of course, those didn’t even exist! What was the point of a jacket that couldn’t close up? Even her [i]skimpy[/i] magical girl outfit didn’t have THAT problem. Maybe if she just…wore her jacket backwards then…no, that’d also be hella weird. Shooting a semi-envious glance at Rina’s jacket with the big, functional zipper and the puffy, extra-largeness of it all, the buxom swordswoman took a couple of deep breaths, willing the heat in her face to dissipate, before saying, [color=778899]“Yeah, uh, super big problem.”[/color]

She turned to face the skies, a deep, star-studded blue that didn’t actually have the sun she felt in her dreams.

[color=778899]“Doesn’t even look like we’re on Earth anymore…but, uh, maybe we could go to that c-central island, Rina? Seems like, uh, that’s where the help desk is…really’d be nice if we could just get back through there…”[/color]