A gigantic warship, known by some as the AAA, somehow arrives at this leisure sector, and without any explanation, aims one of its macro cannons at the biggest beach on the planet...
A shell..."floats" out of the barrel with such slow velocity and energy signature, it might as well be a wingless craft. Nonetheless, this weird projectile/vehicle slowly gets caught by the gravity of the planet, and accelerate towards its destination...
"Current course stable, no obstruction has been caused, but...I do feel someone is aiming at us..."
"Of course they will be aiming at us! Who even thinks that bringing a dreadnought and launch the landing unit via the macro cannon is a good idea anyway?"
"According to the records, you suggested that, and as I quote: "We should all go take a break in somewhere nice...and also do a landing simulation while we are at it...""
"Ahh...Dasha, you have permission."
"Aye Aye! I WILL HAVE ORDER!!!"
Upon penetrating the atmosphere, a semi-translucent globe expand from the inside of the "shell", and the mechanical structure start to slowly disentangle from each other, forming what seems to be a gigantic pontoon the size of an average yacht, and through some unknown physics, the whole transformation canceled out all the inertia, and cause the group of precisely 11 to free-fall out of the sky
Leading the bunch is Dasha, in her of full black bikini, riding the pontoons as if she is surfing...if air-surfing is a thing anyway.
Next on the line, is Gil wearing just a plain black panty (waterproof ofc), who desperately waving his hands in the air while trying to clutch onto the pontoons with both his legs.
"Holy....what even is this? and what's that "I will have order" thing?"
"Hehe, did I do that right?"
"It's not right or....ugh you know what, it's perfect, as long as you are happy"
"What did you say?"
Next, Yin and Yang, both clutching tightly to the waist of Gil and Dasha, is wearing japanese-styled one-piece swimsuit, fitting for their small body size.
"...according to calculations, we have about 30 more seconds of air time....unless"
Yin turn to look at Yang in an autonomous manner, which spooked her...quite a lot, to say the least.
"Eeeeh?! Don't...don't look at me like that...I can't swim you know..."
Following tightly is Gevurah and Chesed, who standing behind and expanding their arms and legs to presumably maximize air resistance. But for some reason still in their business suits
"Do you know what happen if we touch a large body of water?"
"Negative, but I do have a suspicion that it won't end well"
While the two human parachutes block the incoming wind, the two behind isn't getting too well with each other...
Yuki, even though her body is quite...grown-up for her age, still decide to wear the same styled of swimsuit as the twins, while Galar, wearing a pair of shorts, is having a hard time dodging all the projectiles that Yuki is sending towards him while staying on the pontoon.
(Yuki color is returned to orange, while galar's dark grey for easy(ier) distinguishing)
"What, what did I do wrong again?"
"Talk to me thodamnit!"
Last on the line, is two...quite magnificent, yet outlandish females, one sitting on the shoulder of another, while the bottom one is somehow...floating?
"Would I be a obstruction to you Mainframe? I'm sorry if I am"
"Not a bit, Priestess, I had promised Sephiroph to provide you some freedom while securing your safety, and so this position is the most ideal..."
"Don't worry about it."
Well then...now you are probably thinking, who is the 11th one?...but, hmm......let's just say, who is the one doing all these descriptions which, supposingly only able to be recorded if one is close to the group?
The whole assembly, each in their own little pairs (except one) landed on the sea in a extraordinary small splash, and slowly gets washed up the shore by the wind and waves, all on board their little makeshift float.