Trust Me RP

Cora
Cora followed carefully, seeing Outlaw glance at her. She rolled her eyes and sighed mentally.

Outlaw 
She shook her head at Parker and nodded towards another doorway that led to a smaller hallway, where Auberon’s room was down. 

Parker
He nodded and quietly slipped up to the door. He checked the knob, found it locked, and efficiently picked the lock. He opened the door swiftly to avoid any creaking and stepped into the hallway, glancing about. Surprisingly clear, though there could be people in the rooms. Quiet was key.

Outlaw 
She followed him in silently, pointing to the door on the very far left. 

Auberon
Auberon heard something, instinctively tensing at the sound.

Outlaw 
She went over to the door, which was locked she could tell by lookin. She took her pocket knife and swiftly picked the door. A young, pale looking girl poked her head out of a door and her eyes widened. Outlaw gestured with one of her pistols and motioned for silence, and the girl went back into her room, gently closing the door. She was takin no chances when the escaping prisoners had guns. She would remain quiet. Outlaw finished picking the lock and opened the door. 

Last edited on 2018-07-20 at 18:27:57 by Midnight Outlaw

Auberon
Auberon looked at the door suspiciously as it opened, tensing his shoulders and making an unoticeable growling noise in the back of his throat. He was feeling quite defensively violent again, and part of him pondered if this time it would ever go away.

Parker
He carefully shouldered his way in front of Outlaw. If anything went awry, he wanted the others to get out first. "Hi, Auberon. How you feeling?" Parker smiled, inwardly worrying over the slightly cornered look in Auberon's eyes.

Outlaw 
She stood behind Parker, ready if Auberon tried to hurt Parker to knock him out with her fists, but appearing completely relaxed and almost lazy. 

Auberon
Auberon sat up slowly, not letting his eyes drift from Parker. He glared into Parker threatenly, but didn't reply.

Parker
"I'm here to help you." He casually glanced around the room [looking for weapons that Auberon might use] and then returned his gaze to Auberon. "If you don't want to be used as a slave, kept on a leash and locked in a room when they don't need you to fight, then come with us. We can help you get free."

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn kept watch in the hall, but glanced into the room. Things weren't going particularly well inside.

Auberon
Auberon wanted to lunge at Parker, but something made him not do it. He sighed quietly out of his nose, still glaring at Parker.

Parker
He tilted his head, still smiling pleasantly. "Do you want to come?" Parker was starting to worry Auberon couldn't even understand him. The glares and cornered looks hadn't gone away, and he hadn't seen any recognition or sign that Auberon knew what Parker was offering.

Brooklynn 
If this didn't work, Brooklynn was willing to try something, but it was risky. Real risky.