40th Inning

[freakinblur]

[So Grady things putting his so-called police force in stupid costumes and making them work out in the cold is gonna get Scout down? Not a chance! He refuses to give him the satisfaction of being miserable. Cold weather? Not a problem. This guy is from Boston. Demeaning costume? Whatever, it's Christmas! He knows, much like everyone else, that something horrible is bound to happen to the town on Christmas day. So he plans to have fun up until that point, and make sure all the kids in town do too.

Any visitors to Christmas village will see him there, and he'll be sure to talk to every non-drone kid who walks in.]

So whatcha want fer Christmas, kid? Naw, don't ask that Santa, I don't trust that guy. Tell ol' Santa Scout what ya want, awright?

[He'll also ask any adults who wander in:] Hey, anyone plannin' on havin' a Christmas party or somethin'? We really oughta!

Comments

[1halfbladekind.livejournal.com]

[Well, your plan kind of worked Scout. While Dave is too cool to laugh outright at Scout's stupid outfit, he does give a smirk and a dismissive snerk.]

That is the stupidest fucking outfit I've ever seen, dude.

And I've fought imps in jester-princess-cat get-ups.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Freakin' tell me about it, kid. It ain't like I chose it. This is Grady's idea of comedy, trust me.

[1halfbladekind.livejournal.com]

I was about to ask who you pissed off to get this job, but, really, "pissed off" wouldn't begin to land you this kind of retardation. Something that deserves that fucking costume has to involve stealing the guy's car, taking a shit on his rug, breaking all his windows, and fucking the guy's wife.

Course, considering where we are, all you probably had to was fucking exist.

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

[Have an excited little girl, Scout.]

Merry Christmas Mr. Elf! I really want to see my friends again for Christmas, but if Santa can't do that, can I have a pony?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[...Aw geez.]

Pony, huh? They're kinda in short supply in this town, but I'll see what I can do. What's yer name, kid?

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

I'm Mindy. Mindy...um.... Tibenoch..

[She really does not sound sure of her last name. It keeps changing...]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

"You too?

Wow, never thought you the type to bend over and play nice."

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Are ya kiddin'? Grady WANTS us ta be all embarrassed 'n' stuff. He can kiss my ass.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

"So Grady is making you do this sort of thing?"

[avengesthesky.livejournal.com]

I don't even really know what a Christmas, or Santa is. . .

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

They don't got it where yer from or somethin'? It's only kinda the best holiday. Everyone's offa school 'n' work, an' ya get presents and eat a lotta food. Can't go wrong with that!

Oh yeah, Santa's the guy who brings ya presents.

[avengesthesky.livejournal.com]

No, never heard of it until recently. ( hope blinks, but nods a little. )

So it's sort of like that Thanksgiving holiday, but with presents?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[And who should pass by? This guy. He glances at the oddly costumed man, and looks as if he'll just keep on walking... until the voice registers.]

...

[He almost gets to say something, but bursts out laughing a little too quickly to.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, that voice is pretty hard to mistake.

He glares at you for a moment and suppresses that gut reaction to just punch you in the nose. He puts on a smirk though.]

Yuck it up, pally, an' we'll see who gets coal in their stockin' on Christmas!

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He tries his best to stop, really, he does.]

Coal...? Wha?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[.....just. Looking at you. And since she's fairly used to you by now she'll appear to the side.]

What are you wearing?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I'm a merry freakin' elf, ain't it obvious?

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Once we get off today's shift, I was thinking that perhaps you and I should join Ms. Skye for an evening of drinks.

...she's very interested in hearing just what sorts of things Grady has us doing.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

An' by that I guess ya mean she's gonna laugh her ass off at us. Yeah pally, sounds good ta me!

[radiant-will.livejournal.com]

A party sounds fun.

…

As long as you don't come wearing what you're wearing.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

What, this ain't doin' it for ya? [He grins slyly and flexes.]

[knightiszero.livejournal.com]

[Have a Suzaku come up behind you, Scout. He has a small smile on his face and just generally looks a lot more friendly than he did at the first day of training.]

A party sounds like it would be a nice idea.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Seriously? This place can use all the parties they can get. People need somethihn' ta do other than sit around bein' depressed an' waitin' for the town ta do somethin' awful.

If everyone's busy for Christmas, maybe I'll throw one for New Year's!

[haveaplan.livejournal.com]

(The Sniper actually manages to be completely deadpan.)

Aren't you a mite tall for an elf?

(Snarky backhanded compliments, the Sniper is a master of them.)

As far as Christmas parties go, I'm amenable t' a RED and BLU get-together. I've been troing moi 'and at Scrumpy, and wot I ended up with goes well with eggnog.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

You tell Grady that. Ain't like this was my idea, pally! Anyway, if anyone's gonna make this stupid thing look good, it might as well be me.

A party with the teams? [He thinks on that. There wasn't too many of them left here in town, was there?]

Maybe. Can yer Heavy behave himself? I'm gonna have a party fer everyone fer New Year's, myself.