Trust Me RP

Auberon
Auberon glanced over at Brooklynn for a minute, then closed his eyes again and leaned his head against the wall and mumbling, "I did take your advice; I ended up here."

Last edited on 2018-06-05 at 11:53:49 by Rainy Days Stable

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn glanced at Auberon. "So did I." She shrugged. "If I didn't let Sean get away with my car keys..." she hissed. 

Auberon
Auberon tilted his head in Brooke's direction. "That's very irresponsible," he teased slightly.

Brooklynn 
"I know. He somehow got them out of my purse." She huffed. "Knowing him, he probably parked my car back in my driveway."

Auberon
"'Parked' not 'crashed'," Auberon remarked thoughtfully. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, examining the design it made. He felt as though he should've said something optimistic at that point, but nothing really came to mind that was good. After thinking for at least something good, he finally came to a conclusion: "Okay, well on the bright side at least these aren't made out of plastic." 

Parker
It might be a while before they came back. Parker twisted his arm and before long his hand slipped free of the chain. "Bingo," he muttered to himself. Parker slid his hand into his pocket and withdrew the pen, holding it in his palm and thinking, eyes drifting from it to the bolts and back. 

Brooklynn 
"I still don't get what you have against plastic. It's not like anyone can die because of it, Brooke said, staring at the wall. "And yes, 'parked.' The delusional boy has it in his head that I more than tolerate him." She shook her head.

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Auberon
Auberon raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Actually, it can kill people," he insisted. "And it's hazardous."

Brooklynn 
"So someone could be, I don't know, poisoned, just because you used something plastic? I seriously doubt that."

Auberon
"Omigosh, y'all are so brainless at times," Auberon rolled his gray eyes to emphasize what he'd just said. "No, it can suffocate you, duh."

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Parker
He chuckled at their conversation, still thinking. He was goodbat listening while doing something else. Parker clicked the pen, revealing the tip, and tried undoing the bolt. "Okay, so that doesn't work," Parker noted under his breath. He untwisted the pen and regarded all the parts, seeing if any could be useful.

Outlaw 
She managed to slip one hand out and fumbled in her pockets until she found the wrench. She checked the size compared to the bolt, and lo and behold, it was the perfect size. She didn’t know when they’d be back however, so she couldn’t undo it all the way yet, but she could start. She started to loosen the chain on her other hand with careful cranks of the wrench. 

Parker
He instantly heard the subtle sound of the wrench on the metal bolt, his ears attuned to listening for small noises. Parker looked up, as casually as possible, and looked over toward Outlaw. That was much more effective than his pen. Parker kept quiet, not wanting to bring unwanted attention to her in case someone spilled. Parker slipped his pen back into his pocket and, thinking he might have heard something at the door, twisted his hand back into the chains. Just in case.

Outlaw 
She heard someone at the door and in several seconds had slid the wrench back into her pocket and twisted her hand back into the chain. The door opened, and Sly, Scar, and this time Sean instead of O’Reilly cane down. Probably he was still nursing the headache she’d given him. 

Last edited on 2018-06-05 at 12:35:22 by Midnight Outlaw

Auberon
"Well if it ain't my favorite people," Auberon muttered as he glared at the three people who had come in. "Come to join the party I see."

Last edited on 2018-06-05 at 12:37:20 by Rainy Days Stable