56th Inning

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[Open phone call made from the hospital to all. Scout sounds irritated.]

Hey, Mayfield! Ya know what's shittier than I town fulla never-ending zombies? A town fulla never ending zombies on yer birthday. As much as I can go 'round shooting guys in the face all day, a break to go get some drinks would be nice.

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[To anyone hiding out in the hospital today, Scout will be found in the cafeteria, digging some cake out of the fridge for himself. Now if there was only beer.]

Guess will have to do! Wait, what kinda cake is this... Aw man, carrot cake? Not even any chocolate in here?

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[un-beau-coquin.livejournal.com]

Mon dieu.

[He's quiet for a moment. That's kinda depressing.] Well, at least you 'ad time to settle in.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Settle in? Not a chance. I ain't settlin' inta a place like this.

[un-beau-coquin.livejournal.com]

[He chuckled.] Zhat is what I zhought. Mais, sometimes you cannot 'elp it when you 'ave been in zhe same place for such a long time.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I figure it'll always be me 'n' Ai at the very least. We been in the same house together since I got here, an' tha rest 'a the house has been like a revolving door 'a people.