Pandora immediately rummaged through her clothes.  They were much bigger than normal, as her body was always taller, stronger and even older when she patrolled.  She did not know why, but she liked it nonetheless.      Pandora had already picked out a pair of sport socks as well as her favorite baggy blue jeans.  Now she needed a top to wear.  Regardless of what she chose, all of her clothing had been given special protective powers.  Even the thinnest shirt had the strength of a bullet-proof vest or a knight’s armor.  Finding a white, sleeveless shirt, she pulled it from its hangar and put it on.  Looking down in the closest she found her hiking boots and laced them up as quickly as she could.