14th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Call to the town, filtered to all non-drones. Scout sounds REALLY unhappy, and tired.]


...Guys. Party's postponed. Maybe like tomorrow. 'R Friday. Whatevah. But it will fuckin' happen. Best believe it will.

Agh--! Geez. Can anyone out there set a broken bone? Fuckin' Mayfield.... _{hate this place so goddamn much....} [He starts fading out. The phone is left off the hook.]


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[MOMENTS EARLIER! Scout returns home from work, and realized he missed the morning's mail since he was too distracted by his hot neighbor in her underwear. He opens it to find an envelope with his name on it, containing a piece of paper with this image on it. He doesn't get it at first, but it doesn't take him long to realize his speed and agility have returned.

He's elated! Soon after Scout can be seen speeding across town in a blur, jumping over everything in his way in spectacular fashion. He's laughing, and mocking anyone who gets in his way. It's all well and good until all of a sudden, it just STOPS with no warning.

In the midst of a double-jump over a set of houses, Scout's legs just give out on him. He falls three stories to the ground and lands with a sickening thud. He's lucky he's not dead, but instead he's got a broken right forearm, a couple of cracked ribs, and probably a concussion amongst the mangled face and copious bruises.]

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[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

[Just looks down on his body]

I love this town.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he just sort of faceplants in the dirt just a few yards in front of you. It's amazing.

He groans. And curses. And sort of fidgets a bit.]

[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

Kihihihihihi!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-INCOMING SOLDIER!

... FROM ABOVE!-

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout makes it to the couch. He's been hurt worse for sure, but not in awhile and not without a Medic close by. He just needs to sit down a minute....

And then Soldier crashes in through the ceiling AND FUCKING LANDS RIGHT ON TOP OF HIM. There's a lot of screaming and cursing and vain struggling.]

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

... Good GOD, man, is this your house?

... It's actually CLEAN?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

...Christ, Crocketface, you weight a metric fuckton. GET OFFA ME! [Pushes at you weakly]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Just is floating by when he sees Scout land. No longer as worried for his own safety.]

Hey doc! You okay? What the ☠☠☠☠ did you just do?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh god, oh FUCK, geez it worked a second ago, augh-!

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Gripping the edge of a house. This was easy if you just calmed down... that wouldn't last long.]

☠☠☠☠ Doc.

[Yelling out to the town, because it worked so well for him so far.]

Someone get help! The Docs down!

[Letting go of the roof to cup his hands around his mouth to yell louder... being blow away just then too. Someone thought this through.]

☠☠☠☠! Doc you got to get help!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout manages to roll over onto his back with a grimace. He could hear the Captain but couldn't see him.]

[Quietly] Fuck... Cap? Where the hell are ya?

/wrong icon fail

[queensrules.livejournal.com]

[Have your best friend worst enemy, Scout.

Spy looks down at Scout's mutilated body and nudges him in the ribs with his foot.]

It seems your reckless behavior has finally caught up with you, boy.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[SO MUCH GROANING. And sort of a yelp when he's poked in the broken ribs. But he recognizes that voice.

Still face down on the ground:]

Bite me... rat bastard...

[queensrules.livejournal.com]

Aww, has the little bunny been caught? Truly a shame.

[He crouches at Scout's side and looks oh so smug about the whole thing.]

Perhaps the street is where you belong.

[thenorthernwall]

--Scout? ...Tch.

[Off to look for you. In her spiffy uniform. Ehehehe.]

o-oh god

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout's at home, sitting on the porch with a bag of ice up to a bruised eye and broken nose. He looks like he was hit by a goddamn truck, but when he sees Olivier, he'll still shoot her a trademark grin - missing one of its teeth.]

'Sup, Major General?

I'd say I'm sorry, but I am so many kinds of NOT SORRY.

[thenorthernwall]

[She looooks him over. He looks about par for the course, as far as battle wounds go. She is unmoved.]

Did you lose a fight with a wall?

[bloody-hime.livejournal.com]

Get back here so I can stab you.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Nope. Too busy rememberin' what ya look like in yer panties. Why do ya think I missed that last jump, huh?

[bloody-hime.livejournal.com]

*She hangs up the phone. Soon, you hear the buzzing of a chainsaw outside, right before your front door gets cut into bits by Hime. She is wearing the Captain's outfit over her own... but the clothes look too loose, ready to fall off. The face in the icon is her face right now.*

[threelimiters.livejournal.com]

I am a doctor here - what's broken?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Oh god this guy looks like he's been hit with a truck. Several trucks. While Olivier went in to use the phone, Scout was just lying on his porch a bleeding broken mess.

With a lot of effort, he sits up to see who's there.]

You... ain't a drone... are ya?

[threelimiters.livejournal.com]

[Hakkai's what-the-fuck-do-you-think look should be enough of an answer.]

Don't move. What in the world happened here?

...Because I'm horrible.

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

ACH, you too? Zhis is getting ridiculous.

Perheps I should just let you bleed.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout looks like he's been hit by a damn train. And hey, Medic's seen that before! He's sort of just lying on the porch at this point in a bloody heap. When he hears Medic's voice, he sits up, and tries to manage a grin.] Doc! I....

[Then he remembers it's RED's Doc, and the grin quickly fades to a frown.] Ah geez. 'S right. I...don't need yer... [Flop.]