Trust Me RP

Parker
He shrugged (and regretted the action) and handed back the extra bandage. "Okay." Parker walked back to his spot and sat against the wall, replying to Auberon without looking his direction, studying the ceiling. "Yeah, but the least we can do for now is stop the bleeding. At least she won't bleed out."

Auberon
"Until they take off the bandages..." Auberon muttered.

Outlaw
She stuffed the supplies back into her pocket and zipped it shut again. Now, what was the easiest way to get out..

Parker
"Actually, the bleeding should be stopped by then," Parker replied. After a moment he glanced at the door. "Once we get the door unlocked, does anyone know the quickest way outta here?"

Outlaw 
“I do. The stuff I hacked from em. There’s detailed maps of all of their buildings” she explained. 

Auberon
"Oh, heads up- they took my dagger if you were planning to use that," Auberon told Parker.

Parker
Parker sighed."Okay, well, I'll figure something else out. And Outlaw - That's handy. Does tonight or sooner sound like a good time to carry out our plan? I'm kind of tired of this place and I'm willing to risk doing it sooner rather than later." 

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Auberon
"Can we leave Cora?" Auberon asked, keeping his voice lower so Cora cojldn't hear.

Outlaw 
“Better now then never” she replied to Parker, then slid her hand back into the chains as she heard someone at the door and feigning unconsciousness. 

Parker
A short laugh slipped before he could stop it. "Sorry, but as much as I dislike her I'm not quite that heartless," Parker replied quietly. He glanced toward the door and with an exaggerated groan got back into his chains.

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Auberon
Auberon held back a smile as he heard the door, glancing at it.

Sly 
He came down and unchained Parker, pulling him to his feet and shoving him up the stairs. He locked the door behind them and guided him towards a room. 

Parker
Parker sighed when Sly approached him and held back winces every time Sly shoved him in the back against his gun wound. Parker entered the room he was pushed into. "More questions I don't have the answers to?" Parker asked Sly.

Sly
He didn’t answer, tying the boy to a chair. “Gotta grab Brook then I’ll come back to you” he told Parker and left the room, but  only nipped into the one next to it to make sure it was all set. 

Parker
Parker watched him walk out then turned his attention to the ropes keeping him attached to the chair. They were newer ropes, Parker noted. A tad rough on the wrists. He was pretty sure he would leave here with a rope burn on his wrists, and the thought made him chuckle. Because that's definitely something I should worry about. Definitely not the bullet hole in my back.