27th Inning

[freakinblur]

[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.]

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[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Oh crap. 100 point-shot right there, Finland.

There's a less-than-dignified squealy noise from Scout, who, despite the pain, is trying his best to hold on to his gun while pointing it at you. The latter is definitely not working.]


_{...son of a....oh goddamnit!}

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Finland rarely makes noise, so the fact that he's lightly snickering right now means he thinks your pain is hilarious.

Now that you're a bit more incapacitated, Finland is going to try to knock him to the ground and, if that succeeds, pin him there with his boot.

Also, he gives a sharp tug on the gun in another attempt to wrench it away.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Down Scout goes, and the fun has ceased. NOW he's mad. When you grab the gun, he fires it. Whether it hits Finland or not, it should be enough to scare him off for the moment so he can get back up.]

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Finland had the gun pointed away from him went it went off, so it just tore a good-sized scar in the house. Still the fact that you fired it makes him jump back, and off Scout.

"Scared" really isn't the right word. If anything, he looks more angry. If he didn't look he'll kill you if given the chance, he sure as hell does now.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He still has one shell left in there, thanfully, and as Scout scrambles to his feet, he keeps the shotgun pointed at Finland.]

If you mean business, so do I, pally! Ya want me ta blow yer face off? Cuz I will!

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Finland may be outgunned and not near as fast, but his pride will not let him back out. Not that he has any idea what to do, but if Scout wants to finish what he started, fine then.

He gets ready to dive or duck however he needs to, holds up his hand, and motions for Scout to bring it on.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[The gunshot would already have attracted some unwanted attention, and the last thing Scout wants is to get droned over *this* guy. Totally not worth it. He'll just have to get him to give up. Scout suddenly takes off, trying to run behind Finland, attempting to kick him over. He plans to just get him on the ground and point the gun at his neck, and maybe that'll get him to knock this shit off.]

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Finland really hadn't been expecting that. He turns, trying to follow the Scout, but takes the full force of the kick to his side. He managed to break the potentially painful tumble with his arm, but he's still on the ground, and probably can't get up before the Scout gets to him.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[A foot on your chest and the muzzle on your nose. Scout leans in.]

Do I gotta blow yer face off in front 'a all these people, or are we done here, pally?!

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Just glares for a few moments, breathing heavily. His eyes dart to the gun and back to Scout.

And then he reaches up and grabs Scout's ankle with one hand and uses the other one to poke his knife into your thigh. Not hard enough to cut it, but enough that you can feel it.

It's hard to run when someone hamstrings you, and, even with a gun in his face, Finland is NOT about to surrender his pride to some squirrely little loud-mouthed braggart.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Oh shi--

That's the worst injury a Scout could endure. He'd be down for weeks!
Scout tried to bat off Finland's knife-wielding hand away with the gun, and shake him self free of his grip.]

Tricky son of a bitch--!

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Finland, for all the disadvantages he has in this fight, has a strong grip and isn't planning to let go any time soon. The gun is a different story, knocking his knife-hand away and stinging besides. He keeps trying for your thigh, though, or back of the knees or really anywhere he can really. Now that he knows this is pissing you off he's not going to quit.

And he'll take your compliment, Scout Thank you.]

gonna roll with this cuz Scout deserves it. XD Feel free to not have your face blown off

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[There's some struggling, but Scout's surprised how strong this bastard can hold on to his skinny little ankle. After getting stabbed a few times - and scared Finland might actually hamstring him - Scout fires at him.]

I'm hip! Finland needs something to be good and pissed off about tho, so I hope you don't mind this

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Finland whips his body to the side to avoid getting losing his face, but overshoots and takes the blast right in the shoulder.

Suddenly, holding on to Scout's leg doesn't matter too much, and his hand goes to clutch his own shoulder. He's hissing in pain and gritting his teeth, but has an eye to spare to give Scout the kind of look that could drill to the back of Scout's brain and out the other side.]

No problemo! Forever archenemies! >:D

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout jumps back with the help of the gun blast, and stumbles as he lands. He returns the look. He has half a mind to reload and fire again, but killing you would just bring you back tomorrow morning all peachy. Screw that.]

Chew on that fer awhile, chucklenuts. This ain't over, that's fer damn sure!

[And off he limps, leaving you to bleed on the sidewalk.]

Hurray, they hate each other! XD

[aknifeandabeer.livejournal.com]

[Finland watches him go before stumbling towards the house to patch himself up before heading out to the hospital

Later, he's going to take what little satisfaction he can get from Scout's limp, whatever medical attention this place can give him, and that little parting shot as a carte blanche license to do whatever he likes to Scout whenever he's able...]