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.]

Comments

[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...]