16th Inning

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[Are you ready for more Scout!Spam, Mayfield? Of course you are! The town is greeted with a much more cheerful-sounding Scout this morning.]

[Call filtered to all non-drones]

Awright, chucklenuts! Listen up, and listen good! There will be a party. It will be tomorrow. It will be at 342 Brady Lane and it will be AWESOME. An' I don't give a crap WHAT is goin' on in this town, this thing is gonna happen. We're all gonna have fun an' get wasted an' Mayfield ain't gonna do a goddamn thing to stop it. I don't care if the whole place is on fire or Godzilla attacks or whatevah. Godzilla will have ta sit down, have a beer an' shut the hell up for a coupla hours.

Tomorrow night. Tuesday. Ya morons bettah all be there!

Oh yeah. Whoever's callin' my house an' hangin' up? Talk about a lame prank call! Can't ya even give me the ol' "Yer refrigerator's runnin' 'r somethin'? Tch. Kids here ain't got no creativity.


[Call to the BLU team, hackable because Scout's so smrt.]

Aweight fellas, I got what I need. When 'r we doin' this Grady thing? I'm gettin' antsy here.

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[nocturnalmusic.livejournal.com]

[Has Scout noticed that Lorna always looks away or otherwise hides her mouth when she's speaking? Because she's doing it again when he arrives, waving at him with one hand and the other coyly in front of her mouth.]

Scout~ Good to see you again~

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He has, and he's not really quite sure why she does it - not like she's got bad teeth or bad breath or somthing! - but doesn't really make too much of it. For now.]

Likewise. How ya been, girl? Mayfield screw wit' ya too this week, 'r were they nice?

[nocturnalmusic.livejournal.com]

Well........ [She snakes an arm around his waist and tugs him towards the stairs (and ultimately the bedroom).]

I have back something I've sorely missed...and my 'penance' for having it wasn't as bad as many people had to go through...though I wonder what -you'll- think of them....

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He allows hims to be pulled along.] Oh? Well yer lucky then! Huh, really? [Smirk] Awright, I'm definitely curious now.

[nocturnalmusic.livejournal.com]

[She tugs him against herself and puts her other arm around his shoulders, leaning in to steal a kiss. Careful Scout doesn't cut his tongue...lady has fangs.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Well hey, explinations can come later, for now -- wait, what was that? He pulls back, looking confused.]

Hey, wh- ah! [He brings a hand to his mouth. Blood? Now he gives her a suspicious look, but then gives a small chuckle in disbelief.] Did you just--?

[nocturnalmusic.livejournal.com]

[This is his fault, not hers. But hey, yummy. She licks her lips and smiles at him, displaying the tragically stereotypical long gleaming fangs.]

Are there vampires where you're from?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He stares in surprise. All he knows of vampires comes from 1950s horror movies, but Mayfield has show him lots of crazy stuff since he's gotten here. Nevertheless, popular culture's swayed his opinion.]

Whoa! Is... is that what ya got back? Yer a vampire? Fer real?

... does this mean yer just lurin' me in ta drink my blood 'r somethin'?

[nocturnalmusic.livejournal.com]

[An amused snort, then Lorna trails her hand down his chest.] For real, a vampire. But...I prefer to lure young men like you into my bed rather than my kitchen... [Tug tug tug. She wants it.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Weighing this in his head. Chance of getting laid > chance of getting his blood drained. Math is easy in Scout's world.

He smirks, but there is a hint of trepidation in there, despite letting himself be tugged along.] Heh. Awright. I trust ya don't bit too hard, then?

[nocturnalmusic.livejournal.com]

[Lorna likes Scout's math. But actually...-biting- is a sore spot.]

I don't bite at all... Leaves marks in my lovers..

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles throughout.] Okay. Gonna hold ya too that. Just be gentle then, okay?

[nocturnalmusic.livejournal.com]

You know...usually the girl asks this of the man.... [Teasing Scout is -fun-.]