YSS Kaiyō
Power Armor Bay
Ketsurui Aikohime stood with her back to the door that the alternate Mat and Meissa had just entered. The massive white-and-red Kirie armor knelt in front of her, still dwarfing the tall Yamataian princess as it reflected the bay's bright overhead lights. Its luminescence was joined by her white-paneled jacket even though the girl's long mane of black hair half obscured it by laying in flat ribbons down her back. She stood there motionless with her long legs in a wide, shoulder-width stance that made her usually loose standard issue pleated skirt fall against her thighs. One red eye was locked on the intruders as they rushed in, her gaze having snapped over to them during the moment they'd faltered at the sight of her. The silvery blade of her katana remained sheathed in its alabaster scabbard for now, which was clutched tightly in her left hand.
"Tch!" Aiko spat, though her mouth just barely curled up at the corners. She'd been looking forward to donning her magnificent warmachine, but figured there was no less glory in fighting without it.
Rei, the loyal samurai retainer, moved in an instant blur from her position in front of her own Sarah power armor and ended up knelt halfway between the oncoming IYS crewmembers and her charge. Her eyes remained closed while the back of her right hand laid over the base of her own katana's hilt, sliding it quickly forward toward its tip before returning to the start, palm-down and gripped to strike.
"
Iie, Rei-san!" the princess demanded sharply in the split second that she could, knowing nothing could stop the Ketsurui Samurai from drawing blood once her sword was drawn. Aiko turned and began unfurling her own blade even before she'd finished. "These are for me."
It seemed like
the imperial daughter's katana extended on forever as she unsheathed it from its
saya. After a month of putting up with polite deference to the
traitors that inhabited this alternate universe — Neko who followed Eve's foul and perverted vision of Yamatai — Aiko was tired. She would have no more of it.
"This is the
YSS Kaiyo, a ship built to serve Yui's blood!" she barked, pointing her sparkling sword at versions of Shinomori Matsuvo and Nashira Meissa that she barely recognized while she spoke. "Or have you forgotten where you are?"