Trust Me RP

Outlaw 
She listened to all that was going on, keeping back a cringe as the girl, Brooklynn, said she was the chief’s daughter. Really. Now she was stuck down here with two people who where some tied up with the chief? Hopefully the warrant for her had been revoked, believing she was dead as she’d managed keep outta sight of them for a while. She felt with her left foot in her boot, and was relieved to find her pistol was still there. If she could get untied it would be useful. 

Brooklynn 
If I hadn't told Josh that I had cheer practice, Sean wouldn't have showed up at my car and if I hadn't let him have my keys for literally two minutes, I wouldn't be here, stuck with a girl that shouldn't be here, a guy who knows my dad, another girl who I haven't seen in a long time, and... Auberon, the idiot. He should have taken my advice and stayed out of this mess before he got too deep in it.

Parker
His gaze flickered around the room again. The names were all new, save for a couple. He had heard Brooklynn's before, from her dad. And Outlaw's, but he wasn't sure from where. He started sorting through a mental audio file.

Outlaw 
She licked some blood off her lips. Wasn’t much she could do bout the rest, but hey, it was something. She was hoping against hope that Parker or Brooklynn wouldn’t have recognized her name. Although it was rather doubtful. 

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn decided to acknowledge one of the two people who hadn't spoken. "It's been awhile since I've seen you around, Outlaw," she said. It's freezing in here.

Outlaw 
Her head snapped up. “On top of all..”  she growled angrily. Good grief. This was not going well at all. At all. 

Parker
"Oh!" He exclaimed aloud, having found it. He noticed Brooke was talking to her so he decided just to listen. 

Brooklynn 
"My dad hasn't either," Brooklynn added. "Not for the last year or so."

Outlaw 
She let out a slight breath. “Good” she mumbled in her low voice. She slumped back against the wall again. 

Brooklynn 
"Of course, he doesn't know about me, either." Brooklynn cursed herself. I was done with this." She glanced over at Auberon. "And you should be, too."

Outlaw 
She worked at the chains again, but had no luck. They where tight. Her gaze snapped up to the door as Sly and O’Reilly came down with what was presumably supper, which consisted of bread and water. A slice of bread and a small cup of water was placed by each person, and they went around undoing one hand from the chain but leaving the other hand tied tightly. “Enjoy” Sly sneered, giving her a hard kick in the leg as he passed. “You have 5 minutes to eat.” He added as they headed back up the stairs and out. 

Last edited on 2018-06-05 at 09:54:31 by Midnight Outlaw

Brooklynn 
"Jerks," she muttered under her breath, staring at the 'meal' for a moment, before reluctantly taking a sip of the water.

Parker
"Five minutes? I'm assuming that means they're coming back." Parker didn't touch the food at first, taking time to loosen the binding at his feet, but not enough to be noticeable. Then he picked up the bread and ate it leisurely, washing it down with water. His hand slipped into his pocket and withdrew the pen, looking at it for a moment before taking it apart. The recorder he slid into his bound hand's palm, the rest of the pen pieces he put back together and placed it in his pocket once more.

Aline
She grabbed the bread immediately and wolfed it down. The water cup trembled slightly in her hands, but she drank it slower so as not to waste any. She hasn't been here long enough to be starving, but she was constantly hungry.

Outlaw 
She took the bread and absentmindedly ate it. She had been captured by them enough times to be used to this kinda meal. And it’s not like her meal at ‘home’ would have been much better. She drank the water after having eaten the dry bread, then wiped some of the blood of her face with her free hand. She then swiftly messed with the rope on her feet so it was looser but not noticeable. 

Last edited on 2018-06-05 at 10:04:05 by Midnight Outlaw

Brooklynn 
After eating the bread, Brooke glanced at the girl who seemed to be no older than 13. She noticed her hands shaking a little. "What's your name, hun?" She asked gently.