♔ Do the Impossible. See the Invisible.

     There were a lot of armored boys and girls in the city... Yoko had been here for quite some time, and it was one of the things she quickly became familiar with. Not that that was a bad thing, in fact, she thought it was kind of cool. They seemed to come from a different time, maybe even a different plane of existence. 

     Whatever the case, Yoko found herself staring down this particular blonde. He looked sweet, he was probably a kind knight... She couldn’t help but wonder if he had a princess waiting for him in a far off land- ‘Those sorts of things are only in fairy tales, right? How cheesy would that be?’ - But even so, she continued to stare in amazement. 

     The redhead wasn’t even aware of the fact she was staring him down, she was so lost in thought, creating scenarios for the other in her head. Yoko was well-read so it wasn’t hard to imagine all of the possibilities this knight had gone through. But that probably couldn’t compare to the actuality of the situation. She stood up from her spot, deciding to make an effort to ask. She took a few steps forward, realizing now it was completely obvious she had been staring him down... But it was too late to back out now.

               “So.. You’re a knight, right?”

     Yoko noticed the figure standing next to her. She turned her head, smiling at the other.

               “I like your style!” 

               “What kind of book is that...? I like to read also!!”

     It had been a while since she had seen him. And no, of course she wasn’t worried. Why would she be? He was a capable guy. A capable asshole.. But capable, nonetheless. She crossed her arms, staring at the door before her. All she had to do was knock... ‘Just reach your hand out...’ Her eyes narrowed at the door before her, and then she turned around. 

     This situation was more complicated than Yoko wanted to admit. She slowly looked behind herself again at the door. This internal struggle, battling her own emotions, was driving her up a goddamn tree. The redhead let out a sigh. ‘So maybe I do miss him.’ She had to, right..? Why else would she be here. Their last meeting had felt a bit odd and she hadn’t seen him since... Maybe she was sad about that. 

     Yoko had never been good with these sorts of things. She couldn’t put herself out there and really admit how she felt. No, no. That wasn’t her style. Not that she felt any specific way, of course. She faced the door again, this time determined. “All I have to do is knock...” She whispered to herself, extending a fist forward to tap the door. She knocked a few times before feeling her body get cold. Was it too late to run away..? Why did she feel so nervous in the first place? 

               “This guy is an idiot...”

     Yoko wasn’t sure what to think of this one... But she didn’t like him. He seemed sneaky, kinda gross... But the red-head knew better than to judge a book by it’s cover. And it was a good thing too, because she had lost her balance as the subway car moved down the track, making her bump into him. 

               “I’m really sorry!” 

     Yoko had seen this guy in the city a couple of times throughout the past week. She hadn’t said anything, keeping her thoughts to herself but... Boy, did this guy look totally dumb or what? She’d see him walking across the street and just stop and watch, waiting for him to trip or worse. He just looked like the kind of idiot who stopped paying attention after a while and it amused her and made her unreasonably anxious for no reason.

     She found herself wondering a bit more about him as the week went on. Was he the type of person to forget to tie his shoes? Did he fall for those “Made ya look” pranks? How easy would it be to trick him in general..? Yoko couldn’t stop thinking about it.. She had to talk to him. She had to start up a conversation with him for one purpose... She just wanted to mess with him. And maybe, somewhere deep, deep down, Yoko wanted to get to know him better as well.

     It seemed Yoko had a habit of running into girls with similar colored hair as herself... Not that she was complaining, but maybe it was time to start a club. All these women were totally drop-dead gorgeous- like herself- and she couldn’t help but admire their radiance. 

     Yoko decided to walk over to the other female, maybe she was new here? Yoko hadn’t done much with her time in the city yet, she didn’t really mind living a meager life here... It was something she never got to experience from where she was.. But with her time in the city she did pick up a few pointers! Plus, she knew how nice it was to see a friendly face when you had no one else around..

               “Hey there!”

               “Oh sorry, I didn’t realize this area was occupied.”

     Yoko had wanted to get some fresh air outside, the party was loud and she really needed to cool her head. The redhead had been downing drinks left and right, they were free, right? Who really cared if she let loose a bit? Besides, she felt so fun and less up-tight. People enjoyed that sort of thing, didn’t they? Carelessness.

     She was about to head back inside before she stopped herself and turned around, “What are you doin’ out here all by yourself anyway? I don’t ever think I’ve seen a get-up quite like that..” She giggled to herself a bit, her words beginning to slur. “Shouldn’t you be inside enjoying the party?” Yoko questioned, raising an eyebrow and slightly stumbling.