Ah, the Caribbean Blue. On the most weathered of days, Enya could SO give this sea, and its islands, MORE than a few upgrades...
On an island in the West Indies, a nice house has been built; not quite a villa, and not quite a palace...but certainly more of both than a St. Kittsian or a Nevisian could afford, for sure...
Across the sky, a nanocraft flies. Its exterior really likes to sport those ground force greens...
Meet Pam Bouvier. Once, she flew cavalry for a ground force. Now, she's posing as a courier for a VERY rich man. In reality, she constantly seeks out devious ways to undermine him; a sickening, thieving, smuggling asshat of a cartel chairman named Franz Sanchez.
Her body is small. She keeps her hair short. Up here, flying this nanocraft reminds her of her ground force days. Alas, as much as she doesn't mind courier work, she misses cavalry...
En route to Sanchez's haven, she crosses through dragonflies' hunting grounds. It's only a matter of time before they sense her.
A male senses her, and pursues her. The dogfight is on. It seems that Pam comes closer and closer to getting caught, each time she does this. Either that, or she needs to upgrade her nanocraft more often...
These dragonflies sure are hesitant to show off their aerial acrobatics. Meanwhile, Pam does them too well. She makes these bugs look like dinosaurs. Funny she thinks so; at her size, they're like dragons...with globe-sized eyes and storm-generating wings...
At her size, she's less than half the height of one of their mandibles. Many of them dangerously close in on her, as she makes a beeline to the entry point of Sanchez's haven...
Inside, Sanchez grooms his green iguana and his scarlet macaw. He removes the iguana's diamond necklace, to do so...
A bell rings on his desk, announcing Pam's arrival. He smiles, loosens his belt, and punches all the codes required to summon little Pam.
To him, she is little. She's a thousandth her normal size. To Sanchez, she's like a bug. A lot of people who work for him are like bugs to him...and Pam happens to be the most so.
In lingerie, she walks across his desk. To her, it's like a wooden plain. She goes where he can see her. At her size, she's shocked anyone can see her.
She stops, and stands. Mr. Sanchez sits over her, and peers down at her, with sexual inspirations breeding like mosquitoes...