33rd Inning

[freakinblur]

[It could be worse, right?

Upon waking up in that stupid tux, Scout rolled over to see him sharing a bed with his not!wife. After taking a goog looooooong look at her in that get up, he starts to get up.]

Wake up, yer missin' the fun!

[Scout takes a look around, poking at the food and smirking at the stocked minibar. He tries the door - locked, and he's not surprised.

So long as Mayfield doesn't pull any other weird crap, this might actually be fun.]

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[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

[It takes Rangiku a minute to wake up, and she yawns rather mightily, smoothing her hair and stretching. She;s slightly less classy than usual.]

My goodness, did I take a nap? That's pretty typical, actually...

Wait a second. A bullet bra that fits me? This is hideous! Hahaha!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

This is Mayfield's idea of a good time. But it's probably not as innocent as it looks. I'm sure somethin' horrible'll happen eventually.

[He doesn't sound the least bit rattled though.]

You think that's bad? Check out this tux!

[He does look pretty ridiculous. Time to take off this tie and jacket.]

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

But you look handsome! Is this a date?

Ahhh, a romantic getaway without the children. I've read books about things like this. We're supposed to make love by candlelight, or something.

At least there's food, right?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Ya think so? [Looks in the closest mirror.] Yeah, I guess I can make this work.

Pretty much! The town's pretty fixated on this whole fake family thing. I'm glad yer here an' not a drone!

I wonder if we can trust it. There's a lotta booze in here though!

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

[BOOZE? MAGIC WORD!]

I like this place! This room, anyway. We should make the most of it.

...Know any drinking games? Or how about you tell me about yourself, hm?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Hey, if they're gonna do somethin' weird ta us, at least they made us comfortable, right?

[He'll start taking bottles out of the minibar fridge.]

'COURSE I know drinking games. Tons! Any specific kind ya like? I wonder if we got any cards around here....

Huh? Me? Well there ain't much ta tell. Just yer run-'a-the-mill elite mercenary, ya know?

[He grins. Ain't he modest?]

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

Better than a cero to the side...

Something that'll get me drunk fast is fine, dear. Or I can just get completely smashed while you tell me about this mercenary business.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Better than a whatnow?

[He pours 2 glasses of whiskey, tosses in a few ice cubes and hands you one.]

Been one the last two years. Ever hear 'a BLU? Builder's League United? Prob'ly not if yer dead 'r whatever, right? But they're who I work for. Some 'a my teammates are in town, but so are some of our rivals too. REDs.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

[Rangiku gladly accepts! Once she gets a whiff, she laughs.] Oh, my goodness. This is strong stuff.

I've never heard of this "BLU", but you have teammates here? Anyone I might know? I'd love to hear what you all do.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I dunno, maybe? Engie's here, an' so is Doc. I dunno if Spy's still around, but not hearin' from him isn't a surprise.

Me, though? I do pretty much a little bit 'a everythin'. Stealin' secret crap, takin' over bases, blastin' dudes in the face, kickin' some ass. An' gettin' paid for it!

How 'bout you then? You got some kinda crazy grim reaper job, right?

[Enjoy drinking Scout under the table, by the way. He drinks them strong but he's a total lightweight.]

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. You sound like you're in a war or something. As for myself, yes; I send souls to their eternal resting place. I've done my fair share of fighting to protect humans, too.

[She already on her third, Scout.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it pretty much is, but just between us two teams. It's seriously the best job in the world though. Not too many people'll pay ya to do what I do!

So, like, is it a hard job? How's it work?

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

It's actually kind of easy for me! I'm good at it, anyway. You just go and fight the hollows if you need to, then zap the soul on to Soul Society. It's gotten tougher lately, though.

How should I put it... I was injured when I left.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Hollows? Soul Society? I'm learnin' a lotta new stuff here. Yer makin' dyin' sound complicated!

Injured, huh? Ya weren't dead were ya? what a bummer that would be. I've heard of a few people in town that ended up here that way.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

I guess it's a little complicated. And you know, after you die, you can still die in Soul Society.

Oh, not dead, but I was missing a few parts and some ribs. [She touches her side gingerly, as if the wound would still be there.] It's funny... our bodies don't really go into shock!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Sounds it! So is Soul Society like heaven 'r somethin' then? The afterlife?

Ya musta been in one hell of a fight before ya got here then.

[At this point he goes over to the dinner that have been laid out for them.] I wonder if these 'r safe ta eat, or if they did somethin' weird to 'em. If yer here come Valentine's Day? Don't eat the candy.

[He takes a small taste anyway.] Huh. Not bad!

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

The afterlife is exactly what it is. [She just smiles beatifically and watches him...]

You know, if it's not permanent we might as well dig in, right? Even if we die, who cares? [She's joking, of course.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.] I've died like a hundred times, it's nothin'. Respawn rate in Mayfield is lousy though.

[He pulls out a chair at the table and gives a little bow.] Whattaya say, my lady? Care ta join me fer dinner?

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's hard to resist! She gets up and heads over to the table...]

Oh! This looks great. And with alcohol, too! I could get used to this.

By the way, what do you mean, "respawn"?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He sits down opposite you and digs right in. Not much for table manners, that Scout.]

Not too shabby, considerin' it's Mayfield. Can't help but think somethin' else might happen though. Besides bein' locked up, this is too nice fer them.

Oh, the guys we work for, when we die on the battlefield, zap us back ta life after a few seconds. I haven't a clue how it works, but Engie might if anyone does. But, I always say that BLU spends too much money on us ta let us just flop over dead like that. So, back inta battle we go! Ya get used to is pretty quick.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

[SHOCKINGLY, Rangiku is also not the most graceful eater. What am fork. Chopsticks plz.]

Ahhh, well, if something else happens, I'm going to be a little useless!

Just like that? That can't be good for your soul.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Well, usually when they do somethin', ain't much ya can do to avoid it. Ya just gotta roll with it, an' it'll be over eventually.

[Scout's changed so much. Just a few months ago he still freaked out when weird stuff happened. Now? Whatever. iIt's Mayfield.]

Like last month? The whole town turned Soviet. Everyone got crazy jobs. I mean the whole thing was pretty twisted, people gettin' "reprogrammed" an' killed an' stuff. Pisses me off. But when we don't know who's doin' it, it's hard to stop it.

[He pokes at his food for a moment, frowning slightly, but he shrugs it off pretty easily. YAY WHISKEY. time for a refill.]

Yer soul? Wouldn't know anythin' 'bout that.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

You know, none of that makes any sense to me, I've been dead since... [Counting counting counting...] Well. It's been a while. But when I get my abilities back--we do get those back, right?--I'll be fine.

[She pauses for a moment, then speaks gently.] You look a little sad. I'm sorry if I upset you. Drink more! Drink it all away~ I deal with sad, neglected, lost souls a lot. I'm a little more compassionate than some of my co-workers, so I get sent on some pretty strange missions, you know?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you'll get 'em back eventually. But if the mail man comes around sayin' he's got a package for ya, don't pick it up. You'll end up losin' 'r a kidney 'r somethin'. So what kinda fun things can ya do, then? Ya carry a big scythe 'r something?

[He looks a little confused. Scout is manly and is not sad what are you talking about. But he'll gladly take the "drink more" advice. He's definitely buzzed at this point. Such a lightweight.]

Hey, I been here a long time. It's nothin'! Just how things go here.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

Oh, good. So I'll really be in charge of the house, when that happens... I thought I'd get a little vacation. Well, really all I can do is send souls.

I also have binding spells, attack spells, and I'm pretty handy with a sword! And I have--

[She looks down, pulling the edge of her dress aside to examine part of her... erm. Chest. She frowns.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

So ya do a bunch 'a magic? Lotta people in this town do. I think you an' Ai might--

[Y hallo thar, boobs. He blinks in confusion but admires the view when you do that.]

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

I guess it's like magic, yes. but I use my own spiritual power to do it.

Me and Ai? She's so sweet, isn't she? And shy...

[Rangiku makes a little "Hmph" noise before she covers herself back up. The limiter is gone; they'd take that, too?]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Well I don't even know how magic works in tha first place. Not like we got it where I'm from.

Yeah, she's a good kid! But she's like some kinda... spirity thing too. But I think she deals with bad people. Somethin' about takin' people ta hell.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

Really? Nothing like it? You don't have... gods or goddesses or spirits?

Oh, yes, we talked about that. It's really hard to imagine her doing that, or even something as kind as what I do. Something about her just makes you want to protect her doesn't it?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Maybe. Sorta. Lot of it is like, myths. [It'd too hard to think of now with all this whiskey in him now.

He grins.] Yeah. She's a good kid with one bell of a job.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

[Too hard to think, Scout-o? HAVE SOME MORE! Rangiku will pour, holding her sleeve back as if she's pouring drinks back in Soul Society/Japan.] We'll just have to do our best for her, won't we?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[You can tell this booze is all going straight to his head. He's pretty buzzed as it is, but he's hardly turning you away. He's smiling though.]

Yep! This town's tough enough fer kids as it is. Geez, I wonder what they're all up ta while we're stuck in here.

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I wonder if they're all partying while the authority figures are away...

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

They BETTER be! 'R else they wasted some prime partying opportunity. [He laughs]

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

RIGHT! Ahhh, do you think the kids here are quick enough to seize that opportunity?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Man I hope so, 'r I'm gonna be really disappointed in 'em!

[glittering-ash.livejournal.com]

I wonder how long this will last... Should we just drink and eat and wait it out?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Toasts!] Sounds good ta me!