Kirito Outfits Novels & Stories

The fate of his kind depended on it. Draco took a deep breath, the pain in his head still nagging at him as he stood up from the Jacuzzi. He wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to his closet to don his war clothes. The black leather armor, decorated with silver studs, hung on a rack beside the door. He slid the shirt on first, feeling the leather creak as it molded to his body. Then he reached for the pants, the material thick and heavy, and strapped on his boots.

Violetwall Cemetery CRUSH! Their boots crushed dry leaves beneath as they walked and stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. It was literally as imagined, a large spacious area besieged by wrought irons as fence and a short entrance gate in between. Rapidfire adorned in his costume stood before the team; a long sleeve black leather jacket that stopped at his ankles, black turned in shirt underneath, black trouser, an utility belt strapped around his waist, black leather boots and black goggles shading his eyes. He was holding in his hands his black OTS-02 Kiparises ready for unwanted litigations.

They all start bringing out the items that were on them. Amy had a pocket watch, Vic had a dragon shortsword which was red in colour, Alvin and Ham both had a dragon kitana sword, and it was green and blue respectively. As for Honer, she had a yellow coloured dragon Boots, Kurtis had a pair of purple Dragon Gauntlets. Ray had a white coloured dragon Axe. And lastly, Onyx, had a black dragon hooded cloak that was already on him.

From the west gate, Kaelith entered. Her crimson armor shimmered with golden filigree, shaped like feathers and flame. Her long black hair trailed behind her, braided with embers. Her eyes, storm-grey and fierce, locked forward with focused calm. In one hand, she carried a flaming whip, coiled like a sleeping dragon. Her boots barely touched the ground as she walked—hovering slightly with each step.

How much pain she was going through I had made sure to inform the every single staff in the castle to ignore her screams if they come across it, no one was going to save that bitch besides this can serve as a form of character development, how many people would do that for their siblings? I was cheerfully laughing until Cole Giles stood in front of me. He's not normally seen at this kind of event, and on a daily basis, he's dressed like a commoner. To my surprise, he wore a green tunic with a high collar, worn over a gold-colored breastplate. A long, green cape flowed over his shoulders, and a brown belt cinched his waist. Fingerless gloves completed his outfit. The green and gold color comb

Kira could feel their gazes on her as she picked out her training clothes. "Good thing I got this ready already," Kira said to herself as she pulled out her all-black training outfit. It was perfect for her training today. It was a tight, long-sleeved black top that clung to her body, paired with fitted black pants. "How's this?" She asked them as she slipped on her black combat boots. "I like it, it's comfortable and free." "Yeah it's perfect," Bryan and Aiden both complemented. "You are definitely ready to kick some ass today," Bryan teased and whistled softly, nodding with approval.

That was a pure insult, but I have nothing to say because I can be gross sometimes. “We do nothing, obviously.” Clairmont said, replying to Carter while taking off his cloak and placing it inside his inventory. Following him, I did the same before adjusting my braid. For some reason, white tunic, black pants or skirts, and a pair of brown leather boots have become a go-to outfit for both me and Clairmont. Maybe because it’s easy to acquire them, even though I could buy a myriad of outfits from the [ONLINE SHOPPING] skill.

We circled each other, never blinking, a slow dance of death. Her gaze crawled over me. “Tch. You come facing me dressed like that?” I glanced at myself: linen tunic, worn black breeches, leather belt. No armor. Just cloth, bone... and blood. Plus, the hidden amulet around my neck. And the blade under my shirt. I scoffed. “Victory doesn’t wear leather. Just clarity, Lazhara.” A twitch in her jaw. Rage in her eyes. Good. Kaelric’s voice whispered through my memory:

Her plain pink kimono floated in the breeze as she walked towards them with a man beside her. "No, another one," Luci said jokingly, and they both giggled. Durin looked preppy, and Sira thought he was the preppiest-looking guy she had seen. He wore a light cream sleeveless cardigan and pale baby pink shorts that stopped a little before his knee. His hair was almost completely shaved, and his hairline was perfectly carved. On the left chest side of his cardigan was a brooch. Everybody, this is Durin," Talia said. "Durin, this is Sira and Talia."

His skin was darker tan and he had big onyx eyes filled with mirth. He was also wearing Shouha themed windlet uniform which comprised of light brown shirt for tops with two pockets on the chest. He was also wearing ¾ sized pants in dark brown color which ends were slipped into a pair of dark brown boots. His outfit was the same as Darrion, minus the ¾ sized pants and boots, as Darrion was wearing a pants that’s just slightly past his knees and he kept his lightweight shoes. Mika and Kotori also wore this kind of brown themed outfits, but Mika was wearing shoes with short heels. Their outfits were actually simple except two people, Gilbert and Saburo.