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Who: Everyone!
Where: The newly discovered island
What: After recent events, the people of Union could use a bit of R&R. What better place than a tropical island?
Warnings: Drinks with little umbrellas in them, swimsuits, idek

An island paradise, discovered just off the southern coast, less than a day's travel from the city. A strong enough Pokemon could easily carry their partner and others out there. It was hard to say just who sent the original message, but pictures surfaced, with the tagline "Don't you wish you were here," came over the warp bands' feeds, and, like Venomoths to the flame, people began clamoring toward this new found tropical get-away. Those who wanted to go would find it easy enough--with so many people making their way to investigate, for whatever reason they claimed (but let's be honest, it was probably the beach), one could just hitch a ride.

The island itself appeared untouched by human contact. The Pokemon were strange and different compared to the fare immediately around Union. A warm breeze blew through palm trees, carrying the scent of hibiscus flowers. The water, blue as the summer sky, was warm and inviting.

This truly was a paradise.

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Feliks has been running all around the beach, playing with his Pokémon and swimming and talking to his friends... and trying not to get too distracted by Fai. (The water, still a bit cool in springtime, helps a lot.)

He approaches Imogen with a wave, a smile, and two coconut-y drinks balanced precariously in one hand, his skin a little pink from the sun already.

"Hey, you're here too! Looking good, like that's a huge surprise. Here, take one of these off my hands."

Without waiting for any invitation, he passes the cup over and flops down in the sand next to her. "So, 'sup?"

"Came in with Ezrael and Lux," She sat up a little. Imogen's skin tone was a bit darker, so the sun wasn't as noticeable on her as with Feliks, who would be bright red if he wasn't careful.

"Not much... I've been redoubling how well my partners can do without me, after the tournament," Imogen grinned just a bit wickedly, "Also convincing Lux to wear something more... comfortable to wear out here. You'll get it when you see her!"

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?"

He was trying to hide all the looks he was giving Fai, so he was almost careful! Imogen was just wily and noticed things.

"Well... I simply showed her that it could be her style too!" Which meant that was exactly it, but in better less accusatory wording.

Imogen sighed, that ace was a bit... unfair. Especially when everyone else had one hand tied behind their back. Not that Imogen's traits made her team fight better. "Yeah, that was a bit unfair, but I guess they wanted to be sure to win."

"So basically yes."

It was said with a teasing smile, which faded quickly at the talk of the match. "Who doesn't wanna win? But seriously, 'no one gets to use special powers except for me' is a total loser move. If I'd been allowed to fight, I could have kept going longer!"

Not that he'd have stood a chance at winning, but he was a lot more willing to get himself hurt to prove a point than he was to get Jadwiga or his team hurt.

"Well, if you gotta look at it that way... She needs to realize she's gorgeous, and the best way is with guys and girls checking out her butt."

Imogen that is not how that works, no matter how much you want it to.

"Technically it was still focused on his partner, but it definitely came from something else. I dunno, Ioke was pretty happy to do that, even if she isn't the nicest Pokemon I've spoken too..." Imogen did agree getting to do it themselves was better, she would have rather been out there alongside her friends. Not watching them fight with everything kept out of the fight.

"Does she seriously need help with that? Like, doesn't everyone and their mom know she's mad pretty?"

Not that he's just a little bit unfairly and irrationally jealous, or anything of the sort! Okay, maybe just a little, even though she's not Fai's fiancée anymore--but certainly not enough to say anything consciously unkind about her. Just a little!

"I don't know if it was good or bad or what, but it was totally weird."

"You might not be used to it with me, and Fai, but most people aren't really aware of how hot they are. And Fai wasn't always quite so sure about himself, not all the time."

Imogen glanced at Feliks, she didn't get the idea of people not being comfortable with themselves. It was just how boring people were, and she did her best to help. But she realized not everyone had her dad, who told her she could be anyone she wanted. Who was comfortable with whatever she did, whoever she became. And even if he wasn't always... lucid, he was always there for her. In her heart.

"Well, we'll find out if we face them again. That much power has to come from somewhere... and it has to have a flaw to it." Imogen hoped it didn't cause Ioke any harm she wasn't aware of yet.

"Yeah, well, next time he's not gonna get me by surprise!"

Feliks sipped at his drink, a little sullen--he'd never exactly been a gracious loser, had a little too much tenacity to really accept when something was over.

As for the always more important matter of fashion, Feliks was a bit of an odd case. He was confident as anything in his style and cuteness, and sure he'd look good wearing whatever he wanted to wear, but had little confidence in his attractiveness--perhaps not unlike Lux in a sense, but not unlike Fai and Imogen in that he was unafraid to show off what he had.

"So, are you gonna help check out her butt personally?"

"Plan ahead twice. He'll have that, but he probably will pick up something else to keep you guessing."

Imogen sipped at her drink a bit and eyed him, she was bad at losing too... but pokemon battles were not her greatest skill anyway. Give her a foot race through a cave any day.

Imogen giggled at Feliks and his suggestion. "You think I didn't already? I did help her pick her suit out." Imogen was playing, of course, she checked it out but from a strictly objective best friend way. Which is less fun than you would think, as you have to keep their feelings in mind and make sure they are comfortable and okay. ...But she did enjoy it a little. "She needs it from strangers, people not me. And not Fai Flourite, too."

"Yeah, yeah. Well, I'll do a ton of stuff he'll never expect, and then he'll see!" The element of surprise, it must be admitted, is sort of Feliks's forte.

The sound of Fai's name nearly makes him jump, and even when he calms down, it's with a little bit of regret that he realizes that, for the first time he can remember, he can't tell Imogen what he's thinking. Because what he's thinking is that it's a shame, because Fai Flourite should be Union's authority on ass-niceness and his new outfit is just unfair, and also that he'd wrestle an Ursaring to get that kind of attention from him, but given what he now knows about him and Imogen...

It's just all way complicated. He'll bitch to Jadwiga later.

"I mean, she'll get over it, right? It's not like she was even into him, and she's pretty and all."

Edited 2014-03-07 09:25 (UTC)

Imogen starts laughing, like, really full laughter.

"Fai and Lux are like siblings, not lovers. Which is kinda why I said his point of view wouldn't mean much. His primary concern is he didn't want me flirting with her, because Fai doesn't want her that way, but still thinks its okay to keep her from finding her own playmates."

Not that she thought Lux was in any way ready for that step in life. Lux was still getting used to her own skin, who knows when she'll be ready for the skin of others... Fai just, didn't want anyone taking advantage of her. Which Imogen could understand, but she doubted that sort of thing would happen.

Imogen would ask Jadwiga for details later.

"Fai Flourite is a lot more... centered, now that he's out of that arrangement." Which mostly means he's not all guilty when they have sex, but Imogen won't say that.

"Centered, huh?" Why are they talking about him, again? Something seems off about listening to Imogen talk about him, but he's not sure what to do about it. He fusses with his hair a little, not quite meeting her eyes.

"I guess? I mean it doesn't sound like that whole deal was great for either of them."

"Like a great weight was lifted off his shoulders. Or he just got out of a corset that was more than a little too tight."

Because Imogen is testing how much interest you have, because you boys are about as subtle as a pair of Explouds in heat. Like, really, you both act like Imogen doesn't see those looks.

"But yes, they should both be better off now that they're both free. Free to find who they really belong with." Imogen knew it wasn't her, Fai was far better a friend. Someone she loved would need to tell her not to do things sometimes.

Feliks has seen Fai getting out of a corset, and is a little dismayed at how thoroughly parts of his brain are enjoying the memory now. He sighs, because his level of interest is basically first-act Shakespearean comedy protagonist at the moment.

"Yeah, for sure. Fai doesn't deserve to settle, you know?"

A beat passes.

"I mean, like, neither of them do?"

"Exactly, who they belong with are probably already around them, they just won't see it without a little... help."

Imogen is so on to you, and Fai, and to be sure she'll be interrogating your partners later. Because the pokemon have got to know something. And Imogen can be more than a little convincing to help get them on board with her schemes.

"They were both so busy being stuck in that arrangement, that they probably completely missed the really good options around them. But, maybe now they might see a little better. And if not, there's always my brand of help."

Briefly and terribly, he wants to be jealous of her, wants to pout and sulk and refuse to talk to her. Even as self-centered as he can be, he knows that's not right, that it's not fair to one of his oldest and best friends. The really awful thing, though? It's not knowing that it would be wrong that keeps him from taking his hurt feelings out on her.

It's knowing that if he did, someone would know he's actually sad about something, and he doesn't know how do deal with that.

"Yeah? You've got some help planned out? Could be fun, I'm totally in if you need me!"

That way he can keep an eye on things, if she tries to set him up with someone. It's better than nothing, right?

Edited 2014-04-06 08:09 (UTC)

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