Star-lord Rocket Boots Novels & Stories

Everyone on her squad wore a slightly different style for their specialty. For Aeon, as a Jack, her outfit consisted of her tank top, combat style pants that stretched easily, and her combat boots. Star, the fast moving sniper and information holder, she wore a tank top and pants as well, but used steel toed sneakers for their better mobility. She also had an unusual dark brown side pouch she used that was not part of standard ware. Chriso, the heavy hitter and muscle, wears a form fitting t-shirt, pants, and combat boots. J7, the scout and tracker, needs shorts for his running, a tank top, and steel toed sneakers.

His extended ears were covered with silver fur and through his wavy silver locks, there was a tattoo of a green, vertical eye. Next to him were placed a pair of white-gold gauntlets and leather boots. He wore a pitch-black robe with silver embroidery over the ends of the sleeves and the hems of the robe and pants. Unlike the ceremonial robes he received previously, the Starry Black Majestic Battle Robe had a shorter length and the pants were baggier. Not only that, the clothes seemed to be made of spiritual materials in the sense that nothing stuck to them. Unless torn and ruined, Chen could practically wear them for as long as he wants!

I snapped. “At least put some clothes on. You can’t risk shifting. You understand me?” “I know,” I said. “He already went through the entrance, right?” Shelia asked. I nodded. “You’re going to need these.” Star was holding a bundle of clothes in her hands. I grabbed it from her and tugged on the shorts and tee shirt. She even had a pair of boots for me. They were about a size too big, but it was better than repeating my painful run through the woods barefoot.

"Shift once while wearing them and bye bye boots." I give him a small shoulder push to get him moving. Once he's settled, I twist around, bringing my legs up, and begin pulling on the leather. I can tell as soon as my feet slide home that they fit perfectly. "They don't look any different than the military boots I gave you." "Sacrilege." I run my fingers over the leather. "These babies have PVC air-cushioned soles. They're indestructible." King whistles. "One emergency Shadow Warrior shift and you'll discover you shouldn't be too excited about footwear, and when that happens, no footwear is indestructible."

He knelt in front of her like Prince Charming with a glass slipper, only the slipper was a heavy-duty, black tactical boot with aggressive tread. "Try this," he said, sliding it onto her foot. It felt heavy, but solid. Indestructible. "It feels like I could kick a door down," Leela said wiggling her toes. They bought the boots. Then the sneakers (two pairs, per Elana's orders). Then the house slippers.

“Yes, this is exactly as you have seen. This is the special Sea Angels’ multi-purpose boots, made from special exotics that can only be found here deep in the sea.” “After a lot of brainstorming, I finally decided to present these as my award to you for your exceptional performances.” The Neo-Rome soldiers behind the General clapped loudly, as the small team of 5 gladiators went forward to claim their award. Kane showed a rare expression of desire on his face, as Derek, being the team Captain, went forward to take his first. Kalen followed shortly after him before the others finally got their boots. He observed the boots given to him with a wide grin of happiness on his face, he could not su

"Let's start with basics," Lena squealed rushing to a floor to ceiling window lined with shoes, boots and sandels. "Oh my Goddess," Serena squeaked holding her hands to her chest. "Casper only ever brought me sneakers and big army style boots. What are those?" She pointed to a pair of shiny black shoes with red soles and a spike protruding from the heel. "Those, darling, are Laboutin." "They're beautiful." "Luna Lucy used to have some," I said frowning at the shoes. They never looked comfortable when Luna wore them and they didn't look comfortable now.

I grabbed them up, held them behind me as I walked back out into the main living space. "So why am I waiting to crush his balls?" Kiema asked, her hands fisted on her hips. I pulled my surprise from behind my back. "Ta da!" "You brought me gross boots?" She raised one eyebrow at me before turning to consult with Saint. The other man was smiling. "You'll like those boots, honey. They have steel plates covering the toes. Absolutely no harm to you, exponentially more harm to him." Kiema leapt forward. "Gimme, gimme, gimme."

There was also a red light bar on the eye part of the helmet that gave the suit its futuristic RoboCop similarities. “You have a vector high energy machine gun that emerges from the suit’s left arm. You also have a tectonic laser sword that retracts out of the right arm of the suit. It’s kind of like a Star Wars lightsaber.” Irena giggled while trying to explain most of the suit’s features to Mark. Princess Death Row could see how Mark wasn’t fascinated by the suit he was about to put on, but she didn’t care.

She was right, but I didn’t want to admit that. “Just do what I said,” I replied through clenched teeth. “That’s it.” A few minutes later, the warriors returned with a pair of boots. They looked small, just the way I asked. I bent down and helped Seraya wear them. Her foot slipped in easily showing that the boots were still a bit big but they were manageable. At least they would protect her feet from the rough ground in the woods. I stood up straight and turned to the warriors.