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

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

[[Sorry Scout, sorry, but the mental image there makes him crack up a little. Still, it'd be easier for Scout and it'd get whatever Fran did to him out of his system pretty quick....]]

But are you sure 'bout that? Ah mean, yeah, Ah can do it no problem, but. It's kinda...teamkillin', y'know.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Shakes his head] I don't think it counts here, pally. But it's up ta you. I mean, this sucks but I guess I'll get over it eventually. [Just be prepared to have a cranky Scout for the next two weeks.]

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

[[Frustrated sigh. 'Kay, don't ever say he doesn't like you, Scout. He'll retrieve that pistol and take a good hard look at it before pointing it directly at Scout, looking pretty unsure about this.]]
Alrighty, Ah guess Ah'll see you t'morrow then?

[[Commmplete hesitation. Got anything else to say before he shoots, Scout?]]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Even Scout, who's died god knows how many times on the job and even several times here, doesn't look sure. But he's a manly manly so let's do this thing. YEAH.

He nods.]

Yeah man. If ya like, wanna do it outside so I don't get blood everywhere, that's cool.

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

[[So Engie will go outside and aim again, frowning.]] Well, here goes....

[[Scout's pistol will now be put to his forehead, at which point Engie will pull the trigger. He's going to feel bad about this for weeks, even if Scout requested he do it.]]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Sorry Engie! He'll really does appreciate it. And he'll make it up to you. Somehow. ]