Trust Me RP

Brooklynn 
"Just what I've always wanted," Brooklynn said sarcastically. "Freedom at the end of a leash." She sat on the arm of the loveseat, running through her plan mentally.

Parker
The door to the room was opened and Parker was pushed in. He immediately noted the chair was gone and it was replaced with a loveseat. Brooklynn was sitting there. "30 minutes." Sly said, and closed the door, locking it. "Well, this is different," Parker commented with a grin.

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn returned the smile. "Undeniably." 

Parker
Butterflies fluttered in his stomach. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to sit or stand where he was, so he shifted awkwardly on his feet. Her hair looked nice. He wondered absently how soft it was, then blushed at the thought, eyes turning to his feet. 

Brooklynn 
"You can sit if you want," Brooke said, noticing his uncertainty. She motioned to the seat next to her.

Parker
He walked over and sank into the cushion, looking over at Brooke. She was a bit taller than him, sitting on the armrest. Parker wasn't sure what to say so he stayed quiet.

Outlaw 
She was led into a different room this time. She held back a groan when she saw the large pool. Good grief. Alcatraz came over. “I’ll take it now” he informed Scar, who nodded and left. He led her over to a desk a little ways off from the pool and tied her to a chair. “Now, this time we’re doing somethin different. You will tell me the information, or you’re goin in the pool and will stay in there until either you talk, pass out, or times up for this session. Got it?” He explained calmly. 

Brooklynn 
Brooke turned Parker's hand over, tracing lines and patterns on his palm. "How've you been?" Brooke asked. As she talked, the lines became letters and those letters became words. "Don't tell me anything important- Listening in- just keep conversation going- can't suspect anything"

Sly
He went back to the basement and unlocked the door, heading towards Auberon. “Ready now, sonny?” He questioned in a smooth, charming tone. 

Auberon
"Sonny?" Auberon muttered under his breath, showing a noticeable disgusted look on his face.

Parker
"About as good as I can be, being a prisoner." That odd feeling spread down Parker's spine. He didn't realize she was writing something. For one thing, it was hard to tell the difference between letters and scribbles if you didn't know they were writing. He was relieved it wasn't his broken hand that was closest to her, or that would have hurt. 

Last edited on 2018-06-09 at 19:32:39 by Oswin

Sly
He smirked at Auberon’s obvious disgust, untying the chain and shoving Auberon up the stairs. He led him to a room and tied him to the chair. 

Auberon
Auberon cursed under his breath and wriggled slightly under the ropes, then forced himself to relax and look up at Sly calmly.

Brooklynn
Brooklynn nodded. "Yeah. It's not great on my end, either, but..." Brooke trailed off for a second, still tracing letters on his palm. "Don't tell me don't tell me don't tell me-" "Just wondering, but did you have anything else to put in the message?"

Sly
He stood in front of Auberon. “So, you gonna join us?” He asked, arms crossed.