Disclaimer: Don't own Lufia. I do, however, want to buy it. 3
A/N: It could be better. In fact, I have a better version somewhere, but I can't find it. Arg.
Word Count: 156
"This isn't armor, Maxim," Selan said. She waited a few beats for an answer but didn't get one. She sighed and started unbuttoning her Frock which she folded neatly and put into her pack.
She hoped she would be back in her Frock soon enough. Looking at the armor again, she sighed.
"This isn't going to protect me, Maxim," she said resignedly, too quiet for the party to hear her. But she pulled the two pieces on over her sandals and took a mirror out to look at herself.
Certainly this flimsy thing wouldn't protect her from a red jelly and certainly not a Sinistral. With a tint of red on her face she walked back to where the party was waiting.
Guy blushed and averted his eyes. Dekar whistled. Maxim turned around to face Selan. "Well, I like the way that magic bikini looks on you Selan," he said with a twinkle in his eye.