Trust Me RP

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn nodded. "Hey Cora, can I use your phone? I need to text someone quick and we'll go."

Cora
Cora looked at Brooke. "Ya, sure- here," she said, giving Brooke her phone.

Auberon
Auberon opened his eyes quickly when he felt Cora's hand inside his. He was more surprised however by his own reaction- he felt more happy to be holding her hand instead of annoyed. He closed his eyes again and tried not to think about it.

Brooklynn 
"Thanks." As she typed the message, Brooklynn asked, "everyone have a seatbelt?"

Cora
"Sure..." Cora muttered. Uhmm.... Okay this is weird, crap I've never held a guys hand before...

Outlaw
She slid on her seatbelt with a sigh. "Just get me outta here please?" she said to Brook.

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn handed the phone back to Cora and drove out of the woods. "Parker- what's your friend's address?"

Outlaw
She unlaced her boots and pulled them off. The leather was basically ruined from water. She dug under the seat again, pulled out a storage case, and opened it, pulling out the spare pair of army boots she kept in there. She put the ruined ones in the box, closed it, and shoved it back under the seat then pulled on the new pair and started to lace them, propping her heel on the edge of her seat as she did so.

Cora
Cora took the phone back and dialed in a number. She put the phone to her ear and waited a couple seconds, tapping her finger on Auberon's hand. "Hi- me again.... yeah yeah, I know you want tha- okay well I already sent it to you, so if it's lost that's not my fault. Either way I need a favor.... I need the location of the weird idiot who created Hoboxine- no! Well, yes, but no."
There was a random five minute silence following before Cora mumbled something untranslateable then hung up.

Outlaw
"Isnt the dude that made it dead?" she questioned Cora. "He has a son though"

Cora
"Yeah, that's what they said," Cora daid with a sigh. "And they said his son never knew how to create Hoboxine, or that it even existed. And he's apparently a roamer so finding him could be... difficult."

Outlaw
"It ain't so hard if you know where to look" she said vaguely as she finished lacing her boots and looked up as Crop Circles by Dean Brody came over the truck's speaker. She had a country CD on repeat. "If you don't like country just turn off the radio, cause that's all I have in this thing" she told Brook.

Brooklynn 
"It's fine," Brooklynn said, focusing on how to get back to the main road.

Cora
Cora shrugged. "I don't know- he's proven difficult ever since his dad died," Cora said, glancing at Auberon. He was seemingly enjoying the country music.

Last edited on 2018-07-21 at 19:59:32 by Rainy Days Stable

Outlaw
"Follow that gravel road over there and you'll hit the main into town" she directed Brook. She knew the whole city and surrounding area well. "I sorta know him" she added to Cora.

Last edited on 2018-07-21 at 20:00:13 by Midnight Outlaw

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn nodded and drove along the gravel road. It was quite bumpy.