27th Inning

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[Zip! Zoom! What is that blue blur? Naturally, it's Scout! And today he's even faster and more energetic than ever, if that's even possible. He's laughing wildly, almost maniacally, jumping from rooftop to car to tree and keeps going.]

Un-freakin'-touchable!

[That's because he got sent a certain atomic soda sent after they got back from Soviet Mayfield. 24 cans of caffeinated bliss! Of course, he should be rationing his supply, but after depriving a caffeine junkie for so long, only so much restraint can be shown.

So, Mayfield, be treated to a happy blue blur today. He's running past your windows, denting your cars, rattling your trees, even running right through your house if you leave the door open for more than a second. And of course, mocking you as he zooms past.

Later he can be found in the park, exhausted but still happy. Wearing himself out, he's asleep under a tree, his usual smirk still on his face.]

Comments

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

That's what happens when you save pretty girls.

[Margot scoffs, sitting back down as if nothing happened and keeping the hair over that side of her face.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

...Pretty girls? [Raised eyebrow] That so? Better 'a been worth it fer some damage like that. Can I ask how tha hell ya managed ta do that?

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

She was in trouble. There was a giant monster. I got between them. That's really about it.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Smirk] Looks like we got a real-life Errol Flynn in town! Giant monsters, huh? Sounds like things got real interestin' back in yer hometown.

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

...Who's Errol Flynn?

And, sadly, that's actually fairly normal where I'm from.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh, ya know, movie star guy!

Geez, if that's what it's like back home, what do they make movies about there? Do ya even got movies?