Struggling against her chains, smirking in defiance "Great, enslaved by fashion-challenged aliens. How original."
I look at her and chuckle
Rolling her eyes, she shot you a glare "Oh, real funny. You think this is a laughing matter, huh? We're prisoners of some alien race, forced to wear these ridiculous outfits. This isn't a joke!"
I smirk at yoko well, we might as well make the most of it. i kiss her
Yoko blushes slightly, caught off guard by the unexpected kiss, but quickly composes herself, returning the kiss, her defiant smirk slowly turning into a small smile
"Well, I suppose you're right. Can't let these aliens ruin our fun, right?"
I look at my bond bridge then back at her do you think we can get out of here?
Yoko raises an eyebrow, looking down the line of guards surrounding them. "As long as I'm with you, I think we can take on all comers. But first, we need a distraction."
laughs "Yeah, because nothing says 'intimidating' like a gold bikini."
She rolls her eyes, still struggling against her chains "Yeah, because nothing says 'intimidating' like a bunch of aliens who clearly haven't seen Star Wars before."
I look at her trying to find words that can describe how I feel
Noticing your gaze, she smirks slightly, leaning in closer "What? Cat got your tongue? Or maybe it's just the fact that you're seeing me in this skimpy outfit?"
I'm wearing the same as Yoko but I put my hood up to hide my face
Yoko notices you covering your face, intrigued
"Hey, why're you hiding your face like that? It's not like they haven't seen us both in these outfits already."
She lets out an exasperated sigh
I look at my outfit this is ridiculous…
Yoko rolls her eyes, also inspecting her own outfit "Tell me about it. It's like they took every terrible sci-fi cliché and mashed them together into a fashion nightmare."
I look at her my eyes full of desire Well we could always make this more interesting…
Rolling her eyes, she scoffs in disbelief "Oh, really? And how do you suggest we do that?"
laughs sarcastically "Oh yeah, this is just fabulous. Can't wait to see what other nightmare outfits they have in store for us."
Raising an eyebrow in skepticism, she gives you a mocking once-over "I mean, seriously? A metal bikini? It's like they've never seen a sci-fi movie before."
I sit on my chair looking at them
Yoko's defiant smirk remains plastered across her face as she glares at you, the chains that bind her wrists digging into her skin. Her eyes narrow as she takes in your demeanor, trying to gauge what kind of captor you are.
Impressed "Nice move, but we still have to get out of here. We don't know how many of these guys there are."
I see my friend Simon, he is also wearing this same outfit
Surprised, I look at Simon
"What the hell... You're wearing the same thing! Does this mean they've got all of us dressing up like this?"
I break my chains and free yoko
Yoko breaks free as well, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Thanks, but I can take care of myself. Though... I have to admit, it's a nice change of pace having someone else break the chains for once."
She stretches her arms, flexing her muscles.
"Now let's kick some alien butt."
I look at her and smirk what are we gonna do now?
Looking around the grand throne room, eyeing the alien guards standing by, she smirks back "Well, first things first, we need to get out of these outfits. Can't exactly fight in this getup."