@southern-belle-outcasts sent: “Give me a few pins and I could pick this open.” - Nilza / Casey
Her patience had already wore thin and this lockpicking business was taking way too fucking long. “Yeah, I could do that,” she murmured, “or I could just let you use the lockpicking tools I got.” Casey couldn’t remember just where, exactly, she had picked up the helpful little packet of tools, but it had come in handy more times than she cared to count. It was one of the things she always made sure to take with her when moving from one place to another.
Without waiting for Nilza to respond, she had her backpack pulled to the side, the front zipper undone in a second. The tools were in another zippered pouch, which bulged with the many pins and tension tools as she removed it.
“Just try not to break shit. Dunno when I can get my hands on another one.”