32nd Inning

[freakinblur]

[There's something going on outside 1451 Mitchell today! Two people, specifically Scout and Ema Skye, are sitting at a card table at what looks to be a lemonade stand. Except it's not a lemonade stand. There's a hastily-made, messy sign hanging up front reading "DELICIOUS HOMEMADE LIQ DRINKS, 5 CENTS". There's several pitchers and cups out on the table filled with questionable liquids. There's a very, very strong smell of booze coming from them. And the two manning the table are giggling like maniacs because they're drunk as skunks.

So what do you say, Mayfield? Care to find out what the hell is going on? Do you approach?]

_{[[Posting order - you > Scout > Ema. I'll be scarce tonight but I'll be definitely on top of tags tomorrow!]]}

Comments

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah, all this town's got is crap! That's why we decided ta go into tha booze-makin' business.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Yeah! We're doing community service here!

[onearmedkitsune.livejournal.com]

[ Sadly, they don't even sell the sucky alcohol for foxes, sob.

She puts the cup down, looking just as sober as she was when she arrived. ]

Thank you for the drink and serving the community, then.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Hey, you got it, sister. Yer gonna buy some once we bottle it, right? 'Course ya are! [He toasts you with his own cup.]

Are ya sure I don't know you?

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

I didn't know we were bottling it! That's a great idea!

[The rest of the conversation is lost on Ema as she drinks to the idea. XD]

[onearmedkitsune.livejournal.com]

Bottle is always better than just one cup, yes?

[ She tilts her head with a sweet smile. ] Certainly not, but... we could get to know each other if you want it so much. [ Leaaaning closer. ]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah, we totally are. Right? 'Course, cuz it's a great idea!


[When Ren leans it, Scout sort of giggles and attempts to flash a charming grin. Good lord, so drunk.] Ah yeah? That sounds pre-

[And then he blinks as he realizes he DOES know you.] H-Hey! You! You're the... you're the lady! The naked lady!

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

[Wait what.]

She's not naked! She's totally wearing clothes! Don't be rude, Scout! [She whacks his arm lightly.]

[onearmedkitsune.livejournal.com]

[ Smiiiiiile. Damn it, drink some more alcohol, plz. ]

I'm afraid your partner is right, sir. Are you sure you aren't just imagining things? For me to waltz around naked when there are men watching, sounds awfully... embarrassing.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He blinks sort of lazily, and looks between Ema and Ren looking confused.]

N-no, I-- she-- but I coulda swore --

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Maybe she was naked before? But she sure isn't naked now...

[Ema's going to take a long drink while she thinks this over.]

[onearmedkitsune.livejournal.com]

[ Still smile smile smiling. ]

Perhaps you've had too much to drink, sir? Alcohol can do awful things to your mind...

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Fdgdfgdfg. He scratches his head.]

I-I dunno! Maybe. I'm usually right about these kinda things!