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.]]

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[bard-of-orlais.livejournal.com]

[There's a redhead sitting in a tree (http://bard-of-orlais.livejournal.com/1589.html) just outside of 1764 Beaver Street. She's taking aim at hazmats with a rifle.]

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

[Guess who else is darting about in trees and rooftops? Zevran! As it happens, he's on his way to Conrad's to fetch the man and bring him over to Zev's place for safekeeping. Even though they're both trying to stay in motion, he does pause long enough to address Scout.] Good to see you are still well, my friend.

[Today, even Zevran is serious.]

[ex_seventh238]

[If he looks ahead and up, he might spot a woman in what appears to be black Catholic nun robes, standing on a telephone pole some distance away. In each hand she's clutching three rapier-like swords, as her cold cyan eyes sweep the streets below.

They momentarily stop on him.]

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[April has managed to climb onto the roof of 915 Bilko Boulevard and she's watching the streets below, her sniper rifle in her hands.]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Guess who didn't listen to warnings?

The charred corpse would be hard to identify but the broken bottle of whiskey a few feet away might tip people off.

Also, who else would be drunk and dumb enough to be in the middle of the road?]<\i>

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Shakes his head. He WARNED you.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He waves to you from a roof across the street, and then makes his way over. He knows better than to sneak up on people right now. Scout's looking pretty serious, much unlike his usual self. He talks quietly.]

Hey. Doin' alright?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Well that's something you don't see every day, even in Mayfield. He gives you a little salute.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[So is Scout. What a rare sight.]

Yeah, same ta you. Fer now, right? Where ya headed? Or ya just keepin' an eye on things too?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He flags you down before jumping over near you. He knows better than to sneak up on a sniper.]

Hey. Anyone tell ya what happens when ya shoot those guys?

[rainfelled.livejournal.com]

[Look, Scout, it's someone pretty much as fast as you are. Currently hoisting herself up to a rooftop after leaping from a nearby tree. She didn't really have a very good weapon, just a Keyblade she made out of wood, but at least it was something.

She's stopping for a breather on the roof she found herself on, she didn't have the stamina she was accustomed to, and that bothered her a bit. That's when she noticed the man, she was wary... but he wasn't wearing a hazmat suit, so she relaxed a bit.]

[bard-of-orlais.livejournal.com]

[Leliana deflects the aim of her rifle as he approaches, although she doesn't lower it.] Something about a gas?

I should be all right if shooting from a distance, and that if they're hit while using their flamethrower they should light on fire.

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[Scout gets a wave and a small smile in return. Like Scout, April wasn't her usual self, since she was also looking pretty serious, and when she speaks, her voice sounds almost flat.]

Hey. I'm fine, just...[She gives a soft sigh to herself, this whole situation was spiraling out of control and she wasn't sure how to deal with it.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He's surprised to see this many people out. At least there was people still alive and kicking. When he sees you approach, he gives a wave.],/i>

Hey. Ya lookin' for someone 'r somethin'?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Ya think this is bad? Ya don't know the half of it. [He frowns. In Mayfield is could always be worse.]

Make sure if ya shoot any, ya do it from a good distance. If they're like last time, they ain't human in there, they're full of poison gas.

But if they spot ya... I just keep seein' more 'n' more out here. We're pretty screwed at this rate.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah, exactly. But be careful. I been seein' tons 'a these guys. They multiply, I swear. If ya catch their attention, ya might get swarmed.

[evers-hacker.livejournal.com]

[She gives a quiet, slightly bitter laugh. Despite her uncertainty of the situation, it was a familiar one to her.] Would you believe that shit like this happens quite a lot where I'm from? Maybe that's why it's getting to me so much...

[Gives a nod.] I will.

[Scout's last statement gets silence from April but, although her expression shows nothing, her apprehension can be seen by her tightened grip on her rifle.]

[ex_seventh238]

[She nods back in recognition, makes the jump down from the pole with ease, and approaches.

The man was armed and didn't look completely inexperienced, but still - he looked tense, nervous and rushed. Not a good combination. Her tone is cool, but there's a faint chiding quality to it.]

Should you be out?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Twitchy Scout is twitchy. It doesn't help he's been running of his dwindling supply of energy drinks to keep awake.]

Prob'ly not. But I ain't about ta let a buncha hazmats keep me down. Someone's gotta keep an eye on things.

What about you?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Seriously? That sucks. Least yer armed for it.

[He sighs a bit as he surveys their area again.]

Whattaya think? Ya think anyone's gonna turn that guy in in time?

[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?

[ex_seventh238]

[It helps with rest when your vampiric not!son can stay up 24/7 to watch over the house, but that's not a curse or blessing that everyone can get.]

If you have no clear purpose in mind, however, it would be best to retreat back in. I'm patrolling the streets to offer escorting and healing to any that may need or request for such.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.] I'm kinda doin' the same thing. Seein' if anyone needs help. I've dealt with this chucklenuts before, ya know? An' I ain't about ta let them turn this place into another Westport. Plus there's too many kids'n' stuff in this town who can't defend themselves against the hazmats.

I'm just wonderin' how much longer this shit's gonna go on until they find this guy. Or what happens if they don't.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

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

[ex_seventh238]

I see. This is my first time dealing with the hazamats. I avoid direct confrontation, though I am confident to have the means to engage them, shall that prove to become necessary. Can you tell me more about them?

A heated debate that I'll not take part in. As long as people may be harmed, however, I'll be on the move.

[evars-hacker.livejournal.com]

I'm...not sure. I mean, I can understand not wanting to surrender or condemn someone to a possibly painful death, but...to be honest, I'm kinda hoping someone will. [April gives a sigh as she hefts her rifle onto her shoulder, running a hand through her hair in agitation. Although she'd never admit it, she's actually scared of what will happen if he isn't turned in.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I hate sayin' it too, but I don't think we got a lotta options. I wouldn't put it past 'em ta level this place like Westport just ta find him.

[You're in good company there, April.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Well, in Westport, they were covered in chemicals 'r somethin'. Ya got burns if ya touched 'em. An' if ya shot 'em, they sorta deflated. They were filled with poison gas. I got up close 'n personal with one an' found out the hard way.

[ex_seventh238]

How far does the gas spread? Would you also happen to know any specifics about their physical aptitudes, such as the extent of their mobility? ...Running speed and jumping heights, for example.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Uh. Well, it's more like they... swarm. Like, the more the days went along, the more that showed up there. Just like now. I can't really say how tough they were ta fight since a coupla bullets would drop 'em. Ta be honest, I was in pretty sorry shape durin' mosta that ordeal.

[ex_seventh238]

Then I will do fine against them, if it must come down to that. How are you feeling now?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I dunno if they're doin' that whole gas thing this time around, but try not ta get too close to 'em just in case. That stuff'll ruin ya fast, trust me.

[He rolls his shoulders and neck, stretching a bit.] Ah, ya know. Kinda like I'm on the battlefield. 'Cept it's only me versus a whole ton 'a Pyros. [Naturally he looks pretty unhappy about this.]

[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.

[ex_seventh238]

[She flexes her hand lightly, still holding onto the three Black Keys, aka longswords that are thin and more rapier-like in nature.]

I can snipe from a distance. [With swords, yes.] Thank you for the warning. If you sustain burns or any other wounds, please use the phones and inform me. Your name, if I may ask?

[bard-of-orlais.livejournal.com]

I'll just make sure to stay out of sight, then. And, if necessary, to keep moving so they cannot catch up with me.

[She really has no idea what these things are capable of.]

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

A friend's house. He's no fighter, so I thought to bring him back to my place to watch over him better.

As for keeping an eye on things...this is hardly the sort of spectacle I wish to see any more of than I already have.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Will do. But I should be okay. I'm Scout.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Defintely. Don't let 'em catch up to ya, 'r yer done for. Least these ones ain't sprayin' gas yet...

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well I ain't doin' it fer kicks. If anyone needs help, I at least know how ta handle these hazmat goons.

[ex_seventh238]

As long as you know your limits. [Scout? An usual name, but she gives a small nod of acknowledgment as she cites her own.] Ciel. Best of luck, then.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about me. I'm a pro. [He smirks a bit.] Same ta you. Stay on yer toes, awright?

[He's hoping, when this is all over, he can find the time to ask where the hell a nun gets a bad-ass weapon like that.]

[ex_seventh238]

I'll take your word for it, Scout, and I'll be sure to do that. [She gives a small, wry, but still well-meaning smile, and takes a few steps back while still looking out at the front. She stops once she's beneath a lamppost.] Well then, we probably shouldn't stand here too long until the hazmats find us. Maybe there'll be a chance to talk leisurely after this, but until then, please take care. [They're just swords, really, or look like it, but admittedly that someone can make swords out of Bible pages was probably still unheard of. With her hands and the blades behind her back, she bends her legs lightly before giving it a powerful pump upwards. The resulting leap is strong enough to sweep some dust on the ground, and land her onto the top of the lamppost.

It doesn't take long for her to move to the electricity pole, then a roof, and then another, and before long, she disappears into the back of a random house's top.]

[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.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

As do I, I believe, but it sounds as though death is inevitable once they begin coming after you in earnest, and that helps no one.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

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

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Ain't like I've never been up against a ton 'a Pyros before. Ain't like I ain't used ta dyin' either. But I wanna keep an eye on 'em fer now. See if they're hittin' random houses, or if they're gonna try anythin' else.

[bard-of-orlais.livejournal.com]

I have no intentions of letting them catch me, don't you worry.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

Well, good luck, regardless.