[i]Picking a lock? Now why didn't I think of that?[/i] Tyme thought, staring at the hairpin Sara had produced. He stood and moved to his own cell door, examining the lock on it carefully, sighing as he realized he wouldn't be able to pick this particular lock. "I know a bit about lockpicking, growing up on the streets and all, but unfortunately I don't think I'll be able to pick this lock. It appears to be more complicated than the usual kind." he responded. He looked over at Red when he spoke, listening for any sounds, "I think you're imagining things, kid, I don't hea-" he was suddenly interrupted by a popping noise. Tyme recognized the popping noise right away, [i]Gunfire. But from who?[/i] he wondered, his head jerking to the door as another popping sound was heard just on the other side. He narrowed his eyes, fully expecting the men in black to come bursting in, only to find it wasn't them at all. He listened to the red-haired woman, it appeared they were there to save them, not to kill them. As one of the men came to shoot the lock off, he was asked if he knew how to use either a sword or gun, "I'm a gunblader, I can use either weapon. If you happen to have a gunblade, I'd prefer that, but if you don't, then I'll let you determine what to give me based on what kind of fighter you need." he replied. Finally, his luck was starting to change, he was finally getting out of here. However, there was one thing he had to get back before he would consider leaving, "Red Lady, those men took something important from me. A ring. I'd like to get it back before we leave." he said, still waiting to be given his weapon.