Since when was Feliks ever careful? At least he'd spent enough time in the shade or the water than it wasn't too bad so far.

He stirred his drink with the straw, wiggling bare feet contentedly in the sand. "Oh, yeah? Something a little more your style?"

Not that his own swimsuit was the height of conservatism. Even a couple of years ago, it'd have been pretty scandalous for a girl, closely fitted with a low back and just enough of a ruffly skirt at the bottom to keep from exposing anything. He'd have tried one of the two-pieces, but there was not having much of a chest and then there was actually not having anything there. But this one was cute, and that was what mattered!

"Ugh, the tournament. How lame was it to ban Enlightened powers, then use a secret weapon in the end like that?"