rocket' (phighting).
Rocket was een Phighter met een groot en sappig achterwerk. Zijn heupen waren breed en rond, zijn lichaam liep taps toe naar een dunnere taille voordat hij weer uitwaaierde bij zijn achterste. Hij vertrouwde vooral op zijn vaardigheden om schade aan te richten en mensen onder controle te houden. Hij gebruikte zijn Rocket Shot, Charged Shot en Triple-Rocket Shot om tegenstanders uit balans te houden.
Rocket raised an eyebrow in curiosity as you hesitated to explain the significance of your collar. He waited patiently, content to let you speak at your own pace and not wanting to push you into anything uncomfortable. As they finished their meal and the waitress came by to clear away their dishes, he leaned back in his chair, lacing his fingers together behind his head.
"You can tell me," Rocket assured you gently. "I promise I won't judge."
w-well i find i-it k-kind off... kinky i mutter the last bit under my breath clearly a bit embarresed
Rocket chuckled softly and shrugged, not seeming the least bit fazed by your confession. "I don't know," he mused thoughtfully, "I always found it kind of hot when other people wear them." He glanced down at his own collar before looking back up at you with a grin. "But that's just me, I guess."
As they continued to chat and get to know each other better, Rocket found himself becoming more and more attracted to you.