Kirito Outfits Novels & Stories

“Dee’s going to kill you.” “Nah,” I grinned, heading for the door. “She loves me. Everybody does.” ___________________ Kael POV The clothes Thessaly left out were simple but high quality, neutral leather, dark wool, no markings that would tie us back to Seralyn. I tugged the tunic over my head and adjusted the bracers at my wrists, making sure my blades were hidden but close. Riven, of course, was still admiring himself in the mirror. “I look like the bad boy your mother warned you about.”

Her long, luscious red locks were pulled up into a high ponytail. Baltasar was dressed casually in a white t-shirt that had a lion logo on the chest pocket, dark blue jeans, and white pumas. Kyra was sporting a yellow tube top with gold swirl designs on it that came down above her navel. She completed the outfit with a matching pair of Capri pants and flat sole, gold thonged sandals.

If any other player was to know that was what Kirou thought about his gear, who among the crowd wouldn't try to bludgeon him to death with a cudgel. 'Let's hope that I won't have to make any big moves myself and that Summer Shade is enough for now.' As Kirou thought this, Kirou finished his tea and stood up, revealing his current gear. Besides the black fur coat with the skill on it, Kirou was now wearing a set of basic leather armor that he had 'obtained' from a few generous players he's met in the past.

“You look stunning, baby.” Aito automatically looped his arms around Ryu’s neck as heat crept up his neck and cheeks. “You look great too.” Kaito had chosen Ryu’s suit too. His suit was a deep midnight navy, dark enough to contrast beautifully with Aito's ice-blue outfit while still complementing it. His jacket fitted neatly across his broad shoulders and chest, emphasizing his strong build without making the outfit look overly flashy. The dark colour made his entire appearance seem regal and somewhat dangerous. The combination made them look unmistakably coordinated. Like two halves of the same picture.

Adrian walked in first, followed by two warriors carrying ceremonial clothing carefully. He looked at me once before smirking slightly. “You actually look nervous.” “I’m not.” “You’ve checked the temple security six times this morning.” “That’s been on guard.” “No that’s panic.” I ignored him completely while the warriors placed everything down carefully. The ceremonial outfit was black with silver detailing across the sleeves and collar, designed specifically for Alpha bonding ceremonies. “You know,” Adrian continued while watching me, “for someone feared by almost everybody, you really lose your mind when it comes to Karen.”

I crack the heavy oak panel open just enough to grab the leather bag from her paws. A massive cloud of hot white steam escapes from the stone pool room as my boots slowly slide across the floor. The new tunic Iris brought is a bright, shimmering mix of silver-lake cloth and purple valley leather that is supposed to make me look like an ancient forest prince for the outdoor crystal scrolls. Not many wildland fighters can wear those soft court colors without looking completely silly, but my smooth skin and lean shoulders make the bright fabric look totally natural. I look like a mystical alpha warrior stepping right out of a spirit legend with the hot mist floating all around my chest.

She later made me wash off my face and asked me to pick a warrior garb with a cloak from my wardrobe. After wearing a leather jacket over matching fitted pants. I picked a hooded cloak that I had worn when Dane was officially celebrated as the alpha of the Northlanders. It was a Tyrian purple color with the emblem of the Northlanders embroidered with white and black thread on the spot where the breast pocket ought to be. The buttons that lined the front flap from the throat to the hem were pure gold and it all clung to my body like a second skin.

I try to calm him, I give Derik a look “You could’ve at least given a warning.” “And warn that devil spawn?” He growls, his eyes narrowed above I follow his gaze to find the source. Zen’s hanging from one of the lower branches by a single hand. He’s dressed in all black. A dark, close fitting shirt, riding pants and calf length leather boots. He must be wearing a cloak similar to Lukas, since the hood is pulled over his head. He looks like a part of darkness itself, if not for the piercing silver eyes that look back down coolly.

It made Des caught in surprise. “Kris”, exclaimed Des. The two men who were in argument had stopped and looked at Kris from head to foot. She got a pair of wings, the inner part was made from glowing yellow and the outer part was made from burning red, her body was covered with red stones and on her forehead was a golden crown made of four diamonds with different color. “Where have you been and what happened to you?”, asked Des. Kris smiled at her friend. “I am in my final transformation”, she replied.

The sleepy guardian left the room with his robe. Cai remained and picked out some clothes for him to wear. She wanted him to look dignified. She found a black tunic with gold trim and a matching belt. There was also some leather, chest armor with an eagle crescent on it. She thought that would look good since the eagle has been the universal symbol of the clans since the ending of the Clan Wars. In a basket were some black hose, which she examined next to the tunic to see if they matched. She gave her approval with a smile and placed everything on the bed. A pair of black boots completed the outfit. Cai wandered back to her room to prepare herself. She found two ladies waiting there for her.