Padme Episode 2 Outfit Novels & Stories

Halley’s POV A few hours after I woke, Paige came in with a dress over her arm. "Just one today?" Usually she brought three or four and let me choose. "Alpha Damon picked this one out for you." She laid it across the bed. I looked at it. Long, black, mesh at the sleeves and down the back. Nothing like the soft Whitemane gowns I had grown up in. "He picked this." I touched the fabric. "Why?" "He didn't say." Paige's mouth twitched. "He rarely does.”

Dax observed, his tactical mind never shutting off. "They're doing more than talking," Captain Reyes said, stepping out of the shadows near the panoramic window. She had stripped off her heavy white-and-gold Paladin armor, opting for a sleek, dark tactical suit she’d found in the Ark's armory. Her jagged scar looked stark under the harsh quartz lighting.

But my attention is drawn by the big television mounted on the wall. Jade is currently standing in front of the monstrosity in a low cut jeans and a short top that shows her dragon tattoo on her stomach and the tail that goes down to her pelvis. Her black hair is cut short in the front of her face, shaping her chin and the back is longer stopping on her tits. Zero pulls me to the sofa nearest to us. I sit my ass down as he places our helmets on the side table before doing the same. Venus laughs at Jade, “I told you, I don’t need your help, Mercy, Hannah, Beggar and I will be handling it.”

To finish her morning routine she walked towards her room to prepare some makeup, nothing too strong, a well done skin, a simple contour, an eyelash mask and a natural color lipstick to not be too forced. Now she was completely ready, she could go to the door, her entrance time was at eight, but on the first day the indication was to arrive earlier to register the fingerprint at the entrance of the building, looking at her cell phone she could see that she got ready incredibly fast, it was seven o'clock in the morning, she put her black leather backpack on her back and finally opened the door, meeting André standing there, he was apparently going to call her and that was really nice of him,

" As Garna recounted the battle, a shiver of fear could not help but flicker in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he turned to the burly man with the bushy beard and warned, "We shouldn't take the Pendragon's lead general lightly. Caution is our best ally here." At that moment, a sly chuckle echoed from the entrance, followed by a wave of perfume. A young woman with a figure that turned heads sauntered in, clad in a skin-tight black top, leather shorts, and her wild curls bouncing with each step. Holstered on her thigh was a pistol, flanked by daggers and darts, and strapped to her arm were several sleek, modified bombs.

I had no clue which direction we ran in, but I forced the three of us to a stop once my eyes caught Tamara. The seconds that pass between one moment and the next flit by without many of us noticing. This time was different. Time slowed entirely, forcing me to watch clip by clip as I failed to act fast enough. Tamara met my eyes as she stood behind where the High Lady sat on her throne. She was no longer wearing a dress, but a pair of form fitting pants and a shirt that drifted down her chest. She had knives strapped to her body, and her long hair was bound at the neck. It was then I noticed how glassy the High Lady's eyes were, and the way they seemed to lazily stroll the room.

"You two, come with me." Nila and I exchanged an awkward glance. Mona simply walked past us to follow Kedar. "NOW!." <><><><><> —————— I did needed a bath, a break, and a reminder of what it felt like being a girl. And that was exactly what I got. Kedar drew us a bath and had made sure beauties of rose pedals floated placidly on the water. She even had the nerves to burn our cloths. I loved that gown so much but sadly, Kedar wanted what she wanted. After pleasing moments in the bathtub, I changed into the sleeveless black gown that was provided and I couldn't lie – damn! I loved this dress even better. It made me felt more powerful and in control of myself, especially when I wore them with t

Jewelry was an understatement. Emandra planned on exploring the castle and only wore a blue shirt and black sweatpants, her waist-length black jet hair falling behind her like a serene. No makeup, she was beautiful and her purple eyes only made her stand out even more. She steps out of her room, and a guard by her door gently bows “Good morning Luna’’ Emandra stared at him for a long time not knowing how to return such greetings.

But then, after a while, Emery showed up and she was wearing a noble lady’s dress and her hair was neatly braided and adorned with several pins, including the one with the flying, blue phoenix. “Whoah, there, Your Highness,” Jadeite stated as she got up from her seat. She walked up to Emery and stared at her from left to right with a smirk plastered on her face. Cataleena and Secorah, on the other hand, were quite speechless since it was their first time to see the assassin they knew who was not at all good at choosing good clothes and was actually dressed like a proper noble lady. “Are you returning to the capital already?” Jadeite asked.

I had no idea what they called any of them. Damon got the same colour as mine, he also got the usual baggy Arabian piece and the matching jacket. She was trying to pull of the Aladdin and jasmine look. I checked the time as I saw how it had already darkened outside. I let my hair fall since Maddie was not here to do it. It was already seven in the evening, it looked like it was going to rain. Damon requested Felicia did my face. I set the gun in my pants and the knife at my anklet.