Trust Me RP

Auberon
Auberon glanced at Sly for a minute, then looked back at the ceiling thoughtfully. 

Sly
“Need anything?” He questioned the boy. 

Auberon
Auberon tilted his head slightly in thought. "A break... a really long, drugless break... but apart from that- company, and another apple would be nice."

Sly
“You’ll be getting a break.” He assured the boy. “Who you want for company?” He added as he got up to go get an apple. 

Auberon
"I don't know," he mumbled. He wanted to say one of the prisoners, but he doubted any of them wanted to see him, or if Sly would even let them come up here. "Anyone besides Scar... and O'Reilly. I'm a little mad at him right now."

Sly
“Any of the prisoners?” He questioned, pausing at the doorway. 

Auberon
Auberon shrugged, attempting to sit up again, and this time succeeding. "If any of them want to see me."

Sly
“I’ll bring you your apple then check” he replied. He went and got an apple from the kitchen, re-entering Auberon’s room and handing it to him. “Don’t move too much please” he warned then went down to the basement. 

Auberon
"Can't," Auberon mumbled in reply, taking the apple.

Sly
He looked around at them. “Does anyone wanna go up and keep Auberon company for a while?” He questioned. 

Outlaw 
She debated fir a bit, wondering if this was a trick, then muttered. “I’ll go.”  She wanted to see what room they where keepin Auberon in anyways. Sly came over and brought her to her feet then led her back up and down the hall. He stopped and knocked on a door saying “you ready?” while she inspected the lock. 

Last edited on 2018-07-10 at 19:30:17 by Midnight Outlaw

Auberon
Auberon had almost completely fallen asleep again, but heard Sly and sat up, mumbling, "Ya, sure."

Outlaw 
She watched as Sly opened the door and led then her in, tying her to the chair he’d been in. He checked everything then left. 

Last edited on 2018-07-10 at 20:28:25 by Midnight Outlaw

Auberon
"Hi," Auberon mumbled, sitting up. He had taken his mask off and uninjected the iv, which probably wasn't the best decision, but he didn't care.

Last edited on 2018-07-10 at 20:43:48 by Rainy Days Stable

Outlaw 
She gave a nod of hello. Her jaw was still sore. 

Auberon
Auberon sighed laying back down and taking the apple from the desk. "Sorry 'bout your jaw," he appologized. After his long blackout, his mind was starting to grasp things he had done while being influenced, most of which made him wince at the thought. "I didn't mean it."