36th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Scout's still out on the town. He's not afraid of the hazmats. Scout's doing what a Scout does. He's keeping an eye on everything. He's moving fast, never stopping for long. He's sticking strictly to the roofs and trees. He's got his shotgun in his hands the whole time. He's been doing this for days now, ever since the hazmats first showed up, stopping at home only to make sure his own house and its residents were still okay.

He watches helplessly as they enter homes and burn them to the ground. And every second he gets angrier and angrier. He'd never admit it, not for a second, but he's actually scared. Scared for the people in this town and what's going to happen. Scared that this place was going to end up torched like Westport, and there wasn't a goddamn thing he could do about it.

The streets were almost devoid of people, but he was out and about. Are you out there? He might just stop to talk to you, but not for long. Do you yell out for help? Scout'll be there in a flash.]

[[MUN IS GOING TO BED. I'll catch up tomorrow.]]

Comments

[rainfelled.livejournal.com]

[Rubbing out a kink in her arm before she gives a small wave back.]

Yes... I'm on my way to a friend's house. If anything is to happen I'd want to be there either way. ...You?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Just makin' sure people don't need help from them creepos. I've had enough 'a this crap already.

[rainfelled.livejournal.com]

That's a good idea, I'm sure there are people who will be needing some help.

[If she found anyone she'd be sure to help as well. Wiping her brow, leaning back on her heels, looking around.]

...Has this happened before?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Kinda. I've run inta these hazmats before in a place called Westport. I'd give ya the story, but we ain't got much time fer it now. Safe ta say that these guys are some seriously bad news though. They ain't gonna stop till they find that guy 'r they burn the whole town down.

[rainfelled.livejournal.com]

I see... I'd like to hear about that, if this ever ends.

[Crouching down for a moment to stretch her legs a bit, ready to continue.]

Be safe, stranger. Hopefully someone will find that man and end this.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

It's Scout. An' I hope yer right, before they burn the whole friggin' town down.