Trust Me RP

Sly
He swung the bat directly at Auberon’s ribs, hitting them with a solid, slight thud. 

Auberon
Auberon felt a wave of guilt hit him before he felt the actual pain. If I ever see Josh again, I'm telling him sorry... he thought, clenching his teeth in pain. "You guys are terrible at this. No wonder none of you are salesmen. You'd just beat the person up until they bought your products."

Sly
He snickered. “Actually some of us are salespeople” he remarked. “Are you still not gonna talk?” He added, tapping the bat on his hand. 

Auberon
Auberon managed to straighten up somewhat, shaking his head slightly. "Nope... and poor you. You probably got fired from such an amazing job all because you had anger issues," he shook his head and clucked with his tounge. "Trust me, I would know."

Sly
He swung the bat at the boy’s chest. “Actually this is an amazing job” he remarked with a snicker. 

Outlaw 
“Are you still not gonna talk?” Alcatraz questioned her. She remained silent. He slammed a hammer into her hands again. 

Auberon
"This isn't selling products!" Auberon protested, coughing from the sudden blow. "I knew salesmen's products aren't good for you!"

Parker
It was odd, how comfortable it was to have his head nestled in among her strands of blonde hair. From every stroke of her finger on his hand warmth blossomed and spread. Parker hummed softly and just sat still, savoring the moment - and building up the courage to say what he wanted to. "You know," he finally broke the silence with a quiet voice, "it's been a long time since I've been this happy." He finished the sentence in his head - which is, frankly, sad, because I'm a prisoner right now. Not to mention my one hand is probably completely ruined. I have several stab wounds. I probably need glasses. I have a heart etched into my palm. And my stupid headache won't go away. But yet... the last time I was this happy was when Mom was alive. 

Sly
“I never said it was” he said smoothly. He checked the clock, then gave one last blow to the chest. 

Auberon
Auberon's breath caught in his throat after the second blow. It took him a while to start breathing again, but after managing he looked up at Sly. "Wow... hammers and bats; when will you ever learn chocolate's the only thing that can destroy me?" 

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn acknowledged his comment with a tiny nod. Well, things are about to get interesting. Sorry to ruin the moment. She glanced at the clock without moving. "Can you help me with something?" She murmured quietly. This is probably going to go badly. Horribly wrong. But it needs to be done.

Parker
"I can try." 

Brooklynn 
Brooklynn nodded. "It needs to be done quickly. We need move the table and this-" she gestured to the loveseat, "needs to go against the door." Brooke got up and brushed all the items off the table, sending them crashing to the floor before starting to move it against the hidden door, tabletop facing the wall. 

Parker
He peered into the shadows, eyes squinting trying to see. He ended up just rubbing his eyes and standing, shoving the loveseat against the main door. "What is this for?" Parker asked, heading toward where she had slipped into shadow. 

Sly
He snickered. “Thank you sooo much, once we’re ready to get rid of you i now know exactly how to do so” he said smoothly, untying him from the chair and leading him back to the basement. 

Outlaw 
She was hit once more in the head with the bat then he untied her from the chair and pulled her to her feet, shoving her towards the pool. 

Brooklynn 
Brooke stepped closer to Parker. "I'm done playing your little games," she said to the room. "Absolutely done with it." Brooke turned to Parker, lacing her fingers with his. (On his good hand) "We'll see. I'm not quite sure what happens next."