41st Frontier [audio // common] Locked

[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix woke up to find himself chained to his bed. No memory of it happening, no one else present, nothing to explain how or why this just happened. The next hour was filled with more swearing than the deck of the Phantom Blade when a delay in shore leave was announced as Phoenix tried everything he could to break or picklock the cuffs that bound

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[locked//20% - unhackable.]

[dormant_beast]

Ah, of course, Phoenix. Is everything alright?

[locked//69% - unhackable.]

[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix grimaces.]

Not exactly. Unfortunately, I am not certain if you will even be able to help. Can you come to my room and check to see if the door is locked?

locked//20% - unhackable.]

[dormant_beast]

[She's wondering if maybe she knows what this is about - there's a lot of...commotion going on over the comms right now.]

Ah, of course I can. Just a moment, yes?

[It'll take her a second to get there, she was in the library when her comm decided to start making noise.]

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[Because Anna is invited, the door should open for her. Once inside, she'll find what she's probably half expecting: Phoenix handcuffed to his bed. He's wearing only a pair of boxers, and his goggles are missing, his hair undone, the shadow of stubble on his cheeks because he hasn't gotten to shave.

Despite his chagrin about the situation in general, he'll still manage a smile for Anna.]

Well, that's lucky. I'm not certain what I would have done if the door had been locked for you.

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[dormant_beast]

[It's exactly what she was expecting, except...

She had not...expected him to be in this state. Her hands fly to her face and she stares very pointedly at the ground, face coloring.]

I...I am sorry...I should...probably go-

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[ecopiracy]

[Did she really think he'd sleep with all his clothes on?

Phoenix's eyes widen, and he makes a hasty, abortive movement with his free hand.]

No! No, please. I do still need your help.

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[dormant_beast]

[No, but...he's...it's...this is...

He's really very attractive. Ahem.

She swallows, and toes the ground with her the toe of her boot.]

Of course. Anything.

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[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix exhales softly with relief.]

Thank you.

There are two things I need help with. The handcuffs, for one, and something to eat and drink.

I don't suppose you know how to pick locks, or can obtain a set of bolt cutters?

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[dormant_beast]

Of...of course.

[She shuffles her feet and turns even redder.]

I can...probably pick it, yes? [It if's 'pickable'. Anna spent some time on the streets. That included breaking into stores and sometimes peoples homes in order to eat.]

I will...try to free you first.

[...Which is going to be awkward.]

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[ecopiracy]

[Oh, yes, awkward indeed.

...but actually, it might not be so bad. Phoenix does enjoy Anna's close presence, after all.

He offers his hand - well, as much as it can be offered. It can really only make it a few inches away from the post.]

Thank you. I would appreciate that.

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[dormant_beast]

...Of course.

[She swallows and nods, closing the remaining gap and resting her hip against the side of the bed so she can lean over and examine it. Hm. She's going to need something small to slip in there and attempt to work it free. She reaches into her hair, pulling out one of the pins holding it. That ought to be small enough. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she leans over to work.]

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[ecopiracy]

[It is remarkable how much easier it is to sit and wait patiently when there is a lovely view right next to his head. Phoenix does at least make a pretense of trying to watch her progress, but his eyes more often stray to Anna's face and figure.

That isn't to say that his tone of voice isn't any less serious when he speaks to her, though.]

Any luck?

[Unfortunately, she won't be able to pick the lock on these cuffs.]

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[dormant_beast]

[She makes a soft noise of frustration when the lock doesn't give, though she keeps trying. Locks were sometimes tricky, and touchy, they needed just the right angle, and either she can't seem to get it, or the lock just isn't going to give.]

Not...yet...

[The soft noise becomes an irritated growl when the hairpin breaks in the lock.]

You might be...stuck, I am afraid.

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[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix grimaces. Not the answer he wanted to hear.]

It will have to be bolt cutters, then. Or perhaps I can ask Ironhide to help. If anyone can break something, I would lay my orbs on him.

[Turning slightly to face her better, he brings his free hand up to rest on her arm.]

Thank you. For trying.

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[dormant_beast]

[She leans back with a soft chuckle, nodding.]

I am quite certain that if I cannot free you, then he can. Of course...

[She looks around.]

It is hard to say what kind of property damage he will inflict. [Anna likes Ironhide, he just scares her sometimes.]

Of course, Phoenix. I would do anything for you.

[...Huh? She hadn't meant to say something like that.]

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[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix blinks at Anna in surprise before he smiles genuinely at her.]

That is kind of you to say.

[Something occurs to him as he touches her arm.]

How have your wounds been healing?