forum "Haven't seen ya' around here before~" (O/O) (closed)

Started March 30, 2019 by @Dirt

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The hours ticked by painfully slow. Estaban had slumped himself against a wall, deciding he'd need all his strength for the robbery. Though its not like he was weak, more like just in pain. Throbbing from his quick but painful beating inflicted by the soldiers.

Lucky had watched the guard's shifts change, picking out patterns and the best opportunity to sneak into the jail. Despite trying to focus on getting Estaban out, she caught herself rubbing violently at her mouth as she slipping through the halls, passing cell doors without so much as a glance. The key ring in her other hand felt heavy with the weight of what it had taken to get a hold of it, and she just wanted to get to the stronghold, for something that might actually burn her thoughts away.

Estaban groaned and looked up at the ceiling. He wondered if Lucky was okay, and the more time that past, the worse came to mind. He pushed himself up to his feet and took the few short steps to the cell door to peek out.

Lucky let out a sigh of relief when she spotted Estaban, speeding up just a bit to get to his cell. "Hey." She said quietly, sifting through the keys for the right one. "We've got about five minutes before the next round."

Estaban grinned when he saw Lucky, relief flooding though him. "Ya alright?" He asked, ignoring what she'd previously said. Its not that he didn't care, but was more so worried about her.

"'M fine. More worried about you." Lucky said, unable to bring herself to look directly at him. She inserted the key into the lock, wigging it around and turning it, before pulling open the cell door.

Estaban cocked his head to the side, noticing how she seemed to be keeping her gaze on anything but him. "Ye sure yer fine?" He asked, trying to meet her eyes.

"Just reminded o' the million an' one reasons I don' like soldiers." Lucky said, dancing easily around the question. "Now le's get ya outta here, so we can go make some cash."

"This ain't over. Yer telln' me what happened later." Estaban walked from the cell and streched, wincing at the dull ache. "Come on." He said waving her over as he began twords the door.

Lucky shook her head, having every intention of avoiding that conversation. She followed after Estaban, stopping him before he could open the door, to listen for noise on the other side. "We're good."

"Thank goodness fer yer good hearing." Estaban joked. He'd been ready to just go though the door with out checking. He pushed it open, and looked around spotting so stairs.

"Kept me outta many a bad situation." Lucky said, slipping through the door and spinning the key ring on her finger.

"What we're lookn' fer is on the top floor." Estaban said, not nescacerly ignoring her previous comment. But more so seeing how that conversation would help with what they where doing.

"I think there's a locked door up here t' the next floor." Lucky said, thinking back to one of the soldier's long winded, mostly one sided conversations with her.

"perfect" Estaban grumbled under his breath. Locked doors would only slow them down.
Once at the door Lucky spoke of, he tried it anyways. Hoping that she'd have been wrong, "locked." He said, just as she'd said before.

"My specialty." Lucky's smile was real this time, though admittedly mischievous and slightly wicked as she pulled out one of the dangling earrings in her ear, bending the metal without a second thought.

Estaban grinned. Did he regret bring her with him that day? At first, but slowly as time went on he began to see how useful she was. Not only that but a friend. "What would I do with out you?" He joked quietly.

"Not be able t' get past anything that's locked, to start." Lucky quipped, shooting him a wink before getting to work on the lock. It took no more than a minute before the lock clicked, and she pushed the door open.

Estaban rolled his eyes, "right." He agreed with her and slid though the door way. Carful to actually listen this time. Getting caught now would result in getting shot. The task was something Estaban wasn't willing to take especially with Lucky around. He didn't want her to get hurt.

((I have an idea for a scene at some point during this))

Lucky slipped down the hall, eyes scanning their surroundings as her ears listened carefully. She hooked the key ring to a buckle on one of her boots when they had a moment to pause, keeping it out of the way and her hands free.

(Ooo. Dare I ask what it is? or do you want it to be a surprise?)

The sound of foot steps could be heard down the hall. Estaban cursed silently, but when they seemed to be getting farther away, he let out a small sigh of relief.

((It might help for you to know at least a bit, but the rest could be kept secret. Basically, a group of guards or something showing up, the man she stole the keys from with them, after they've robbed the stronghold.))

Lucky's steps never faltered as she cycled through what she could remember about the jail, and paired it with the jails she'd been in previously. Together, the knowledge was just what they needed.