28th Inning

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[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

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

[Also at the gun range. Glances at Scout's leg, but doesn't say anything about it - Prussia's not the type of guy to offer sympathy for injuries. Instead, he tosses Scout one of his own rifles.]

Up for trying something new?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Raised eyebrow] A rifle? Been awhile since I used one 'a these. Snipes had shown me once, but it ain't much used ta me on the field.

[Takes it anyway] I can see how much I remember.

[He unzips his backpack and tosses you his Force-A-Nature (http://blog.sleepingdeath.at/wp-content/gallery/team-fortress-2/force-a-nature.png).] Ya up fer some fun?

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

A good soldier should learn to use as many weapons as possible! There's no guarantee you'll have your gun with you on the battlefield! [STOP INSULTING HIS OUTDATED WEAPONRY SOB even the rifle's incredibly new for him]

[Blinks down at it, then takes it.] Hahaha, sure!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Shrug] I guess? Not like I got time ta siddown an' line up a shot on some idiot's head.

I'm warnin' ya, that thing's small but it packs a whallop! Better hold onta it. [Smirk]

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

You never know! S'why I carry a sword on me at all times too, just in case! [Prussia pats his pockets.] But if you're going to wuss out, I've got a revolver, and a -- what do they call it? Demi-automatic?

[He snorts.] I was there when they made the first gun. I can handle any amount of recoil this thing packs.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

'Course I ain't gonna wuss out. This thing's nothin'. An' that's semi-automatic.

That's right, cuz yer country was like, a zillion years old, right? Well I bet ya never came across somethin' like that.

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

No, that's France and England! I'm less than 650! I'm way young! And I can handle anything, I'm awesome!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Dude. I'm 20. So in comparison? Yeah, a zillion.

So whattaya waitin' for? It's loaded 'n ready ta go. [Smirksmirksmirk]