39th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Scout's been feeling pretty good lately! He loves the cold weather and snow, Christmas is coming... of course, from what he heard about Christmas here last year, they're in for some weird stuff ahead, but he wasn't worrying about it for now. He was going to enjoy it while it lasted! To hell with Mayfield

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[puzzlerprince]

[Edward just invites himself in, a somber look on his face.]

Riddle me this. What do a private investigator and a scout have in common?

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a very similar-looking letter.]

Answer: A disappointing change in careers.

[freakinblur]

Freakin' tell me about it, pally. Man, you too, huh. I wonder how many 'a us he's nabbed fer this.

[puzzlerprince]

Who knows? ...if anything, I'd consider Grady an even worse enforcer of the law than the police I've worked with back home.

[He pauses, in deep thought.]

Still... This could provide us a useful opportunity.

[freakinblur]

He ain't even a cop. He's a dumb overpowered hack is what he is.

I dunno. Ya think he's just gonna let us poke our noses inta everythin'? Even he ain't that dumb.

[generose]

What could he possibly what? Unless it was something terrible. . .

( because clearly letters from grady is just about the worst thing that can happen outside actually meeting him. )

[freakinblur]

It's... weird is what it is. Suspicious as hell!

[generose]

[ ooc: oh my god, what should have been want. sob. ]

What did it say?

[freakinblur]

It was congratulated on my new position as a freakin' police officer! Can ya even believe it?

[rogue_crow]

[Zevran and Scout are bros under Olivier, and indeed Scout is one of Olivier's allies (that's still around) that Zevran's known the longest, so this phone call concerns him enough that he does head over to find out what's happened.] Scout?

[freakinblur]

[He's pacing about the kitchen.] Hey man. Don't tell me you got a letter from Grady too?

[rogue_crow]

All right, I won't tell you that. [He sounds amused.] It helps that it is true, of course. What has happened?

[freakinblur]

Lucky you. [He tosses you the letter congratulating him on his new job, and that training starts on Sunday.]