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

[thingsidoforluv.livejournal.com]

[Then have another surprise, when Courage grins, nods, and says "mmm-hmmm!"]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Holy crap! Ya understand me?! [grin] This town, man it's always fulla surprises.

[Waggles the ball back and forth] Ya better be ready, cuz I can throw this thing reeeeaaal far! 1, 2, 3!

[Zing! Off it goes down the street. Pretty far, even from a sitting position on the ground.]

[thingsidoforluv.livejournal.com]

[And woosh! Courage runs off after it, fast as his little dog legs can carry him.

...And then he gets up and runs on his back two, before leaping up to catch the ball with his paws.

And back he runs, clutching the ball, and then tossing it back to Scout.

That was fun! Throw it again!]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Not bad, not bad! [Scout carefully gets to his feet.] But that ain't half as good as I can throw.

[The wind-up and the pitch! It goes a lot farther this time. It'd be even better if his leg wasn't hurting him.]

[thingsidoforluv.livejournal.com]

[Courage watches it in awe before taking off after it, laughing all the while. Scout's a really good throw, and Courage doesn't usually get to play ball like this.

This time the ball hits the ground before Courage can catch up to it. He dutifully picks it up and brings it back, stubby tail wagging.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yer not too bad, pup. But are ya ready fer this?

[He goes over to pick up a nearby bat. He throws the ball up, and knocks it down the street to who knows where.]

[thingsidoforluv.livejournal.com]

[Wow! Courage didn't even see where that one went!

...Uh-oh, Courage didn't even see where that one went. That doesn't stop him from running off after it, though when he gets to the point where it might have been, he has to check every bush and sniff through every yard.

The poor pup is clearly having trouble finding it, and he looks back to Scout to see if he has any idea where it went.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs] Sorry, pal! With any luck, it found a nice home through someone's window. Told ya I could hit 'em far!