I've done a lot for the lady fans, now here's something for the fanboys of my female characters.

Here's Crosshair in a new swimsuit that was bought for her by Rebé. Knowing this would drive a few guys to come for her, she's still packing that Franziska costume whip. In fact, she's really liking that weapon... Maybe a little too much. But at first, she wouldn't put it on. After coaxing from Di and Rebé, she finally agreed. However, after wearing it a while, she begins to question her agreement. She's not used to having so much of her exposed. She normally has full-suits.

The main design was inspired by Ivy from the Soul Calibur series. Ivy has had quite an influence in making Crosshair who she is, so I thought it somewhat appropriate for her to wear something like her at least once.

And guys, don't stare at her for too long, or else... *whip crack*

-Story-
The apartment is mostly empty, Crosshair being the only one home. She watches TV for a while, but begins to realize nothing's on. When she turns it off, the front door opens and Rebé and Di step in.

"Hello," Crosshair greets, looking over to them from the couch.

"Hey there!" Rebé smiles. "We got something at the store for you!"

"You got something for me?" Cross asks. She thinks, Oh dear... what will this lead to?

Rebé pulls out a clothing box from one of the bags she has with her saying, "Ta Da! - I hope it's the right size. You're a little hard to shop for, seeing how your measurements are. It's like shopping for myself, but a little moreso."

Cross opens the box to find a dark red one-piece swimsuit with golden trim. The center is open to show the belly button and only a strap brings the two halves together in front across the chest. One would only have to glance on it to know it is a revealing little number.

"And...?" Cross asks.

"And... what?" Di asks back.

"And... where's the rest of it?"

"Ugh, you're just like Zelda!" Rebé pouts.

"What you mean this is it!?" Cross asks, her eyes widen significantly. "I can't go out in public with only this... this thing! I'd... I'd feel so... bare."

"Come on, Cross! At least try it on for us!" Di pleads.

"...Why do you torment me so?" Cross asks, putting the suit on the couch beside her.

"Summer's not technically over yet and you haven't worn even a one-piece swimsuit even though your figure just screams bikini!" Rebé points out. "You, ma'am, need to wear swimwear even just once this year! No more going to the beach in your adventurer uniform for you!"

"My figure... screams 'bikini'?" Cross tilts her head.

"Oh, yeah! Just like me, don't you think?" Rebé giggles. "Don't you want the faces of men to go red when they see you walk by? It's such a unique feeling."

"Unique is right..."

"Oh, don't be such a stick in the mud, come on, just once! You don't actually have to so any swimming, please?"

". . . Oh, alright. If it'll make you happy. I'll wear this dumb, sliced up short suit."

"You won't regret it, Cross! I promise! . . . Hey, what're you doing in that costume box...?"

"Getting an accessory. To ensure nothing happens..."

*whip crack*