Trust Me RP

Auberon
Auberon grabbed the stuff and passed them to Parker. "I answer to both; just choose one and stick with it." Auberon said with a smirk.

Parker
He chuckled and took the paper. "I never really had that problem. Parker is a pretty simple name. I think I'll go with Auberon." He set the drawings on the floor and studied them. "The second one looks like I could trigger an internal mechanism and unlock it, which can be done with a paperclip. I have a paperclip on me, and I've done it a number of times. Not on this exact lock, but similar." He looked at the next two. "This third one is a bit more complicated, but the last one is very simple. Once we get the top three unlocked the door should open enough for someone to slip their hand through and unfasten it. It's only unlockable from that side." Parker studied the third one. "This one will be the main problem. It's the most complicated of the four."

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Outlaw 
She went to work on the other chain and after a minute or so finally was able to pull her other hand free too. She studied to damage on her hands. The right hand was basically useless for now, all the fingers except the thumb where hanging awkwardly, broken, and where black from bruising. Both arms where also scorched up to her elbows from the lighter. And listened to Parker’s talk. “I can deal with the most complicated one fairly easily.” She mumbled. 

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Parker
"What's your plan? I'd prefer we not shoot it with anything. That's a bit loud and could give us away. I don't think they'd be happy with us if they found us trying to escape."

Outlaw 
“I’ve got a silencer. The gun will be completely silent. Only sound will be the tiniest sound of wood splintering.” She explained. 

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Parker
"Silencers never completely silence a gun," Parker muttered to himself, studying the lock again. "There's got to be another - quieter - method," he said, louder.

Auberon
"Got it," Auberon said quietly as he got one of his chains around his ankle undone. 

Outlaw 
“Some brands don’t. Mine do” she mumbled. She’d bought the best ones, then modified them some herself so that they didn’t give off any sound at all. She pondered a better way, but couldn’t think of any. She reached behind her back with her good hand and felt around for the stab. Her hand landed on a spot that was soaked, and sticky. Got it. 

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Parker
"We might have to go with it. I'll keep thinking, though. Here," Parker passed the drawings back to Auberon, and noticed him slipping from his binds. "You got a knife in. That's awesome. I might actually be able to use that to pick the third lock, if you'd allow me, of course..." Parker trailed off, glancing at the door thoughtfully. He would really have to think about that third lock.

Auberon
Auberon looked at Parker with a shocked expression as he took the drawing and gave it to Outlaw. "You want to use my dagger?" Auberon asked as he tilted his head to think about it. After a few seconds of thinking he huffed and rolled his eyes. "Fine, but if you lose it or hurt it in anyway I will kill you," he threatened. 

Outlaw 
She kept her hand pressed on the wound to try to stem the wound. After a minute she took her hand away. It came out stained red and she could feel it start bleeding again. She cursed under her breath. She used her wasted hand to pull the picture over. She propped I on her knees again and grabbed the pencil, using her bloody bit good hand to scratch out the plan for each lock by each picture. 

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Parker
He laughed. "I'll take as good care of it as possible." He glanced at Aline and Brooklynn - for some reason he had a need to make sure everyone was doing okay. "Do you need an extra strip of cloth?" Parker asked Outlaw, seeing her red hands and assuming there was a wound somewhere.

Auberon
"It's not funny," Auberon grumbled. "My mom actually gave me that dagger and that's saying something cause I never knew her or my dad," Auberon said as he worked on the other chain.

Outlaw 
“Nah” she mumbled. If they came and saw a cloth they’d know she’d gotten her chains undone. She finished writing out the plan for each lock then folded the paper and put it, the pencil, and wrench back into her pockets. 

Parker
He nodded in response to Outlaw, turning his attention back to Auberon. "Sorry, I shouldn't have laughed. I will take good care of it, though." I know how hard that can be.