Seeker Origins: Chapter Ten
Behind her - behind the window - on the rooftop of the opposite warehouse was a small figure, no larger than i was and dressed in some kind of full blue bodysuit. but what really attracted my vision was the large rifle he had aimed at the room i was in.
Mirrors - Chapter 1
It was a bit like a miniature version of what impa herself wore, a close-fitting bodysuit, with the wrappings that were traditional to sheikah wound over it. "there." impa nodded her approval.
Wolfblood
She wore a pink slinky cross front bodysuit, and blue jeans. her eyes were a dark hazel and full of energy. her was body toned and muscular, especially her calves and glutes. "hey, about time you got here."
Covert Ops
Sensor capillaries weaved into his nanocomposite bodysuit activated, sending a low energy pulse transfusing through the alloy and into the open space behind it, the wave of sound rebounded off any object located inside the structure before the data processing
Pix in space pt 2
Hyper would try to argue, though no matter what, pulsar stared him down, and tossed him a black bodysuit with none of the blue federation markings.
Terms of Service - Chapter 7
His name was whistler and he was wearing a tight leather bodysuit and a long steampunk style kilt around his waist to add flare to his movements. the suit had built in boots and he could stomp just as good as caftan could with his big hyena paws.
And Reconciliation
The vixen had changed out of her civilian clothes, substituting the thin fabrics for that strange battle uniform that seemed more like a bodysuit, the one with the blue plates.
Reunion
The duster was open, showing a heavy breastplate attached to his bodysuit and he had a weapon similar to wolf's, holstered to his thigh. but it was much larger than his. his muzzle was heavily scarred and his left ear was in pieces.
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 31: Something Beyond Our Own Existence
A brown haired woman in a full length bodysuit said greeting the brown haired preteen in his bed. “mom?" mr. goodfellow said stirring. “hey happy birthday slugger!" a brown haired man said joining the woman. “dad?"
Masked Feelings.
He stepped back as he watched ram begin to slip his armor plating off his black bodysuit and lie flat on the operating table.
7 - Consequences
She would have sworn that the wind was blowing past her body, properly dulled by her minimalistic armor, everywhere except her head, due to the design of her bodysuit.
New Year Baby
"i couldn't get a brown bodysuit made in time!" tksana shook her head and sighed. "forget this, let's just eat!" . \*\*\* dessert and alcohol was soon served.