Trust Me RP

Brooklynn 
"I'm sure you are," Brooklynn said sarcastically. This lock was trickier than the others would be, and harder to relock, too. "I'll try again later. Don't want to raise suspicion."

Parker
Crap, well, uh... Parker cast his eyes around the room, locating a few monitors and microphones. "Hey, you guys might want to get a doc in here. He doesn't seem to be doing too good. I might suggest laying back on the drugs, but I doubt you'll listen." It's not good for his health at all, though.

Sly
He glanced at O’Reilly, who was next to him at the monitors. “Told ja to cut down on it” he muttered. O’Reilly scowled. Sly got up and left the monitor room. He entered the room Sly and Auberon where in. 

Auberon
The world around Auberon shifted suddenly, causing him to black out.

Sly
He swiftly went over to Auberon, checking his pulse, then picked him up gently an carried him to his room. He laid him on the bed, pulled some blankets neatly over him, and went back to Parker. He led him down to the basement, chained him, and then left again, too deep in thought to notice Outlaw was not anywhere visible. 

Parker
He glanced around the room, leaning carefully against the wall. His back had decided to protest on the way down the stairs. "Looks like you guys have been busy," he commented casually, glancing up at Outlaw and then to the other two girls. 

Outlaw 
She looked down at him with a shrug then continued her inspection, heading to where the pipes exited the building. She had to do something. She liked being busy, and went stir crazy when she couldn’t do stuff. 

Brooklynn 
"Good news- I might be able to pick these locks. Not so great news- two of them have to be done at the same time and the other one is a bit more resistant." Brooklynn came over to Parker, sitting next to him. "I can undo your chains, if you want."

Parker
He shrugged, wiggling his wrists in the chains. Before long he had pulled them out. He grinned. "I'm good, but thanks." Parker looked at the door, studying the locks from where he sat. "I studied those for a bit. I'm able to get them each opened easy as pie, except the last. That one won't be that hard, though, just a bit more difficult than the other two. As far as the simultaneous ones, that can be bypassed, but it's simpler just to do both at once." Parker paused, thinking, and then continued. "I do have my mini screwdriver on me still. I assume you can pick locks with those bobby pins? If not, I can show you." 

Outlaw 
“I’ve gotta wrench, might help with the locks” she offered down at Brook while still inspecting the wall. 

Cora
"How'd it go?" Cora asked Parker. "Didn't take you very long."

Brooklynn
Brooklynn nodded to Parker. "The wrench could be useful. Looks like we have that part covered. The messages got through, so there's that as well."

Parker
He turned his head toward Cora, keeping his body still. "It went... okay. For me, at least. Auberon must have been drugged one too many times, for he blacked out. He said he wasn't feeling good, also asked why he couldn't remember anything." Parker glanced toward the door briefly and then returned to the conversation. "I think they're taking care of him now."

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn nodded. "It also might not be working as well with the possible overdose," Brooke said quietly. "He threw a hammer and his dagger at me, but not much else, and just watched me untie myself and  unlock the door. The throwing took place after I got the ropes undone, but then... nothing."

Cora
"Poor kid," Cora muttered. "You know, a drug overdose can make someone go into a coma."