Marines Blues Uniform Novels & Stories

Zitrey noticed this, and thought, ''What a skill. "Big bro Zitrey, according to this tiny book. There are only three departments, and the uniform was only: black, emerald, and crimson, but why does Miss Julliana wear a white uniform? Moreover, it has an albino crow logo." Zitrey suddenly stops, causing Nathan to bump towards her back. "If you don't want to walk, shut up! Babbling now and then makes me want to throw you up!"

Together, the image tells a story, but I must be the wrong audience because I don’t understand it. Jade steps back into the room. “The uniform came this morning while you were in the bathroom,” she tells me. I drop the hanger on the bed, glad to know I will fit in perfectly. “Do you like it?” The uniform consists of a pleated skirt, a crisp white shirt, and a blazer, with the edges of its lapel featuring the same gold color as the border of the academy crest. There are white socks and cute black boots to finish the look.

Compared to other uniforms, they did look a lot better. For men, the uniform consisted of black trousers with green stitching. For females, it was a pleated plaid black and green skirt, with two pairs of leg warmers for the colder months. The shirts were similar, other than a slightly different style between men and women. The shirt was a basic white dress shirt with a stiff collar and green buttons.

Even knowing sharks lurk in the blue water below, the image is preferable to the ruin left behind by the catastrophic war. I pull my gaze from the ocean, unbuckle my seatbelt, and head to the lavatory to check my appearance. I've grown accustomed to military fatigues provided to government workers. The dark blue suit jacket, skirt, and clunky heels I'm wearing are incredibly uncomfortable. I tug on the short skirt as I walk and almost trip. They put me in this getup to garner male attention. I'm not happy about it. I'm nothing but a piece of meat to the U.S. Federation. Believe me, meeting a group of monsters who grow six-inch fangs is not a time to feel like food.

Stuart gaze at where his friend point at. "That's pretty far for you to see her eyes color so it all accounts to your imagination"Jason roll his eyes. " Her eyes were bright,it looks Peaceful" Jason shrugged it off" Her lips were pale... unimaginably pale" "Color? lipstick?" "There is but I don't know ladies lipstick color name"Stuart mouthed 'guess' " Oh,I think pale wine or maroon,now let's sketch the other girl"Jason rub his palm energetically, Stuart open his mouth to talk but his friend glare made him mute.

We took our uniforms and changed into them in a hurry. “Whoa, check me out,” Adrian said. She emerged wearing a red uniform with gold streaks around it and an oval across her chest. “Looking good,” I said. I walked up to Adrian sporting a green uniform with pink stripes on the sides and a pink butterfly outline on my chest. “Same to you, Medulla!” Adrian said. “Medulla?” I asked.

Though, a message written in chalk denotes that a new chart will be made after everyone comes in. Looking around the class, I spot other students who are settling into their seats and new uniforms. I'm wearing this uniform too, with a palette containing white, black, navy, garnet, and canary yellow. The white is the shirt, the tie is black, and the blazer and pants are a mix of navy and black. Everyone also has a lapel pin that's garnet, and the canary comes in with the edge of the square lapel pin. The pin itself mixes a few animals and the letters of our institute.

Funny how he didn't give that crucial info before the selected started drinking and messing around, it was almost as if he wanted the unprepared ones unstable for the challenges ahead. We were given uniforms of red and blue with the royal sigil embroidered on them. Everyone got the same one regardless of gender or status. I had just finished putting on my boots when our door banged loudly with a gruff short message: "Time to go! You have two minutes to show up or risk getting left behind." "Thank God you dragged me out of bed. I can't imagine just getting up and trying to prepare in under five minutes. I pity those stuck with a hangover or worse blacked out," Nyla said, yawning as she swung

Some walk, some ride horses, and some use horse-drawn carriages. The port officers had the same uniform which was dressed in all gray and wore black headbands with a prominent inscription on the forehead. From a distance, the bustle of the Caihong port is not much different from the sight of someone seeing a swarm of worker termites going back and forth carrying out their duties.

The suits were ready in two days. They were this full-body, extremely fitting like-a-second-skin, midnight blue, superhero-like suits. They clung to the bodies of the soldiers like wet polyester and were as tough as metal when struck from the outside. However, they weren't heavy neither did the soldiers feel like they were wearing the toughest and strongest uniform on earth. Impenetrable.