Showing the Knight his Might
Fratley put on a brave face, looking the helmeted knight in the… eyes? their eyes couldn’t be seen through their armor, instead it was simply glowing.
Galactic Enlightenment, Chapter 1: Falling from the Stars
Everyone was already laughing, drowning him out on the helmet intercom as he blushed. the reader of the squad, penderton, turned to look at him. the visor on the helmet blocked any expression, but the damn reader projected the image in his mind.
Bond of Brothers 2
He pulled off his helmet and slid it across the floor where the cups were thrown, and then did the same with his brother's.
Zephyr's New Suit
The otter threaded nostril plugs into his nose as he pulled the helmet tight. at least the at least he could breathe. the coyote's vision plunged into darkness as the helmet rolled over his head. the helmet zipped closed, securing it to his head.
Lil' Red Rider
Pull off the helmet.
Of Men and Dragons: Chapter 8
He dropped the ax and looked at the table full of weapons and helmets to his side.
The Gam3 - Chapter 1
"at least i can try out this new virtual helmet thing..." he murmured, picking up the large, sleek, futuristic helmet with a thick, black visor. it came with the package for _the gam3_.
Chronicles of Ceto - Trilogy
If the red headed boy of his dreams wanted his helmet off, that was how it would be. both boys fiddled with the attachments before the broken aquanaut helmet was pulled off.
Fiendish Entertaining
The temple knight quickly turned to where the demon flew and could see the scourge twirl the removed helmet playfully by its strap then toss it away like metal garbage, the helmet hitting the wooden floorboard's with a metallic clank and a thud as it
The Front Line (Warhammer 40k)
Taking hold of the object riok lifted it and saw it was a blooded guardsman's helmet. the helmet was deformed, it had either had the shit kicked out of it or a zoanthrope had decided to "crown" a victim.
The Start of Something
He dismounted his bike and took of his helmet. he sighed. he would be home later than he thought now. he flipped his bike upside down with the tires facing towards the sky. the fox set his helmet down and sat in the cool grass.
YEEN! QUEEN!
“this is my signature helmet, right?" “was your helmet, but sure." “how could this be my signature helmet if i can't even wear it?" ashton balanced the helmet on his head and let go. it pitched to one side, and he caught it.