an unusual roleplay (5/10)

Looking through her pockets she had nothing but a worn down cloak and hood. Putting it on she found a liking to it as she kept on mumbling things to herself

Bianca studied the others, and absentmindedly pulled a necklace out from under her shirt, and fiddled with it. “So uh,how do we get out of here?”

"We bust out. Anyone mind if I smoke?"

"Just don't breath on me."

Shiza snorted as she folded her arms observing

“Okay, weird idea, but maybe the smoke will lead us to a way out? Like, if the smoke can get outside maybe we can too?

"That's the plan." Allison stated as she lit one of the cigarettes, holding it close to the wall as she walked.

Shiza watched what the two were doing as she pulled her hood over her head Her face now covered.

((is it gonna work, or no?

((is it gonna work, or no?

((Yes, sure. How about it reveals like, a panel in the roof or something

Allison stopped, sticking one end of the cigarette loosely in her mouth, and stood on her toes, poking around the ceiling.

Shiza started to doze off not caring to much about where they where

Bianca watched with interest. “Aren’t those bad for you?”

"So is being kidnapped and locked in a room with no obvious exits."

“True.” Bianca shook her arms and kicked the wall.

"There's something here."

Flory moved to stand beside Allison. "The ceiling? Is there a panel we can get up through, or something?"

“Where is it?”

"I'm not too sure. I have an idea though." Allison pulled the gun back out and fired a shot at the ceiling without warning. "There. It went clean through."

Flory's hands shot up to her ears. "What the hell! A little warning? You could've hurt someone!"

"No. Apparently I know what I'm doing. The muscle memory theory checked out." She poked a finger through the bullet hole, wincing at the heat but not removing it.

"Well, someone should go in first to check it out."

"We'd have to open it first."

“Hold on, I think I got it.” Bianca somersaulted off the wall and kicked the ceiling in one swift motion that felt like second nature to her.

"Huh."

"Well, o-kay then," Flory said awkwardly. "Why don't you go first then, since you opened it."

“What the hell is going on?” Corbyn said, his voice still husky from sleep. To wake up in an empty room with strangers, one holding a gun, and another about to go through the ceiling. Where am I?

"Gee, wish I fuckin' knew." Allison stated, making her way over to him and holding a hand out to help him up.

Flory shrugged. "We know probably just as much as you. Check your pocket."