42nd Inning

[freakinblur]

[[This post is backdated to January 24, after the events of this log!]]

[See Scout. See Scout run. Run Scout, run! Anyone passing him by this morning is free to try and stop/talk to him, but he's in a rather foul mood.

Scout's destinations are the doors of 726 Anderson and 1492 Kramden. The former to "talk" with Eddie, the latter to check on Ema. Knock knock!]

[[Household/family members are free to threadjack, we can dot a posting order!]]

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[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Following you.]

Meanwhile, at the Riddler's Evil Lair...

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward opens the door slowly, looking a little worse for the wear. Things with Ema... well, they could have gone better.]

...well. You've saved me the trouble of going to look for you.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[McCanns were never taught to think, they were taught to fight. And Scout, being the youngest of the clan, has a lot of training. It's almost like a reflex. He immediately socks Ed on the jaw - not his hardest punch, but enough to get his point across.]

Well surprise, cuz here I am, ya stupid bastard! Ya better have the best explanation in tha world for what was goin' on there, or I'll really bash yer skull in!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Ai is free to do so since Scout is so focused and probably won't notice.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She'll just follow him quietly. She's not going to step in unless needed./permission too threadjack?]

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

[Scout will actually catch Ema on her way out of the house; when she opens the door, she has her coat on and a bag packed. Things have been... exciting in her house this morning and she doesn't plan on spending the night.

She blinks at the pair in disbelief, a whole gamut of emotions crossing her face ranging from relief to pain to anger to guilt. Finally, she just hugs him tightly. At the very least, she knows she can trust him... the three of them were family, once. And both Scout and Ai have proven that she means something to them.]

I should have seen it coming. I'm sorry.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Indeed, go for it!]

[greatestmanll40.livejournal.com]

[Scout nearly runs into Lex Luthor. He does not take kindly to that]

Watch where you're going, boy.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward staggers backwards, putting a hand up to his bruising jaw and putting a hand up to the doorframe to try and steady himself.]

...I probably deserved that.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, have a nod. She's right behind Scout, he probably hasn't seen her yet.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Probably? More like definitely! How stupid are you? Grady's not on anyone's side but his own! Ya think sellin' people out 's the way ta get ahead in this place?!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout has't seen Ai yet, and he's thrown off guard for a moment by the hug. He returns it, though.]

Hey, hey. Neither of us thought he'd be so dumb, right? Don't worry about it.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout skids to a halt.]

I am watchin' where I'm goin'! Stop takin' up so much 'a the sidewalk!

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Slugger peers from the living room in time to see Edward fumbling in the doorway. Silently, he sneaks a bit closer to watch and likely won't interfere in any way. (No posting order necessary; feel free to skip.)]

[shhhhh-secret.livejournal.com]

(Sees him coming, then runs ahead and sets up a little trap in Scout's way to slow him down--preferably faceplant him, but the little bugger is quite agile--to give him an excuse to talk to him.

The man himself is pretending to be reading the paper in a spot nearby-ish.)

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout's got a one-track mind, and that mind is focusing on the guy he wants to punch right now. He trips on the trap, but is aware enough to not fall on his face. He stumbles, skids to a halt, and looks around to see what on earth just tripped over.]

What the hell?

[shhhhh-secret.livejournal.com]

(Whatever it is, it's hidden by the snow. Now he looks up from the paper.)

Watch your step, kid, lots of slippery ice around here.

(His pitch and accent are nothing like how Scout is used to hearing, but he's still watching the kid for any signs of recognition.)

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward bristles at being called "stupid," but the last time he did something about that, it ended with a losing battle against Schuldig. So he'll bite back whatever insult he'd dish out for now and try a more diplomatic approach.]

Look. I know you're upset. You have every reason to be, after what I did. B-but we all make mistakes, don't we? Don't we all just want to get out? I---I just did what I thought you would do in my shoes. I had a plan to escape, it failed. Twofold. ...back to square one.

[He chuckles a bit nervously. He really, REALLY doesn't want to get hit again.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[There's something familiar about this guy, but Scout can't put his finger about it. But, Mayfield's got a lot of people in it, and Scout's been in town a long time.]

Ya ain't freakin' kiddin'.

[Though he gives the ground one last glance. He didn't slip, he tripped. Well, whatever.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout's using everything in his power not to punch Edward again.]

What I would do!? No plan I've ever had involved sellin' out my friends ta get me outta here! I figured a guy like you would understand the shit we're up against here. I mean seriously, what did you think was gonna happen?!

[shhhhh-secret.livejournal.com]

(Present: Card.)

I'm the barber. Come by if you ever need to take a little off the top, will you?

(Intentional entendre is intentional.)

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[If he can see past the door, he may be able to see Ai watching the events as well.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[He can't see out the door but he can see through the window and after a minute of listening to the altercation, he's gathered that Edward has betrayed this other guy in their plans to escape.

Seeing Enma Ai outside, Slugger passes through the wall and arrives beside her.]

...Your assigned father?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't look over at him]

Yes.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[A silent nod as he continues to watch the two of them fight. Edward must've screwed over the wrong people...]