28th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Finland isn't the only one gimping around town. Scout got stabbed in the leg several times by the angry nation. He went to Fran to get it stitched it up, but thought maybe just offing himself would be better than 2-4 weeks recovery time. The good doctor disagreed, and while fixing up the Scout's leg made sure he would not harm himself or others during his recovery.

Lovely.

Not only that, he hasn't been able to sleep either (chemically-induced nap nonwithstanding). It's not something he gets much of anyway, usually, but since he's hurt he figured he might as well catch up. But he just lays there, wide awake. What's up with that?

So now, Scout can be found in a few places looking a bit miserable:

- Sitting on his lawn, playing catch alone. Mostly using the house and fence to bounce the baseballs off of. Occasionally one goes wild towards his own house, or neighbor's, or to a passerby causing damage. He seems unconcerned.

- Stopping by the homes of his BLU teammates: Sniper, Spy, Medic and even Engie. Every last one of them is droned. This does not help his mood.

- Downtown in the attempt to get Vince a present for his birthday. He's got crutches for any extended time walking in the hopes to not pop any stitches, but Scout's never been known for his patience. He also has no idea what to buy a guy for his birthday, but this is Vince so it's almost kinda like buying something for a chick. At any rate, he feels weird buying him clothing or something, and since he doesn't like sports, Scout looks a bit lost.

- at RED Sniper's gun range, taking out targets with his pistol at an alarming rate. Gotta vent somehow!

Feel free to bug him at these places, or while he's on the move.]

Comments

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

Cut that out. It's not that window's fault, is it?

What happened?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Whatever, it'll fix itself. Stuff tends ta happen like that 'round here.

Ah, ya know. Got stabbed, allies 'r all droned, same ol' same ol' round here.

[He tosses a ball at you.] Ya play baseball by chance?

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

[catches the ball]

...Just in P.E.

But I'm not so bad! I can juggle five baseballs and a flaming torch at once!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Head's up!

[He starts throwing baseballs at you. 4 more in fact!]

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

[Catches the first one, begins to juggle the two, and catches the rest as she continues juggling. Once she gets to five, she's a little less steady, but still going strong.]

I want to work my way up to five flaming chainsaws.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles] Not bad kid, not bad. So what's yer record? [throws her two more]

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

Eek!

[catches one, but the second new one makes her lose control and drop a few balls]

I've done eight before, but only once.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout tries with... 2. He can handle that much.] Yeah? Looks like I got some catchin' up ta do. Where'd ya learn ta do somethin' like that?

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

I taught myself!

It's always good for a magician to have an extra trick or two!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

That right?

So, you like, put on shows 'n' stuff then?

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

I do a show down at the Wonder Bar that really draws a crowd! I get paid and everything!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

You should set up somethin' here. People'd eat it up. 'Specially with how boring it is 'round here between all tha weird stuff happenin'.

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

Wow, you really think so?

I'm always looking for a fresh new audience...

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. Considerin' how borin' this town usually is? People'd definitely turn up for it, I bet.

[magicbloomers.livejournal.com]

I don't have any of my props here, but there's still some stuff I can do.

Thanks!