17th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Baseballs, Mayfield. Baseballs! They're raining from the sky at lightning speed so look out below! They're crashing your windows. Denting your cars. Coming straight at your head

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BONK!

[heartstar_blues]

[The Captain, fresh from yelling at another kid, was walking down the street muttering to himself. His plan to find the police station defeated by... not actually knowing where it is.

Then BONK! Down goes the Captain into the street as he walks into the path of a baseball and takes it right in the temple.]

BOINK!

[freakinblur]

[Scout tries not to laugh but can't. That was priceless.]

Head's up, Cap'n Rummy!

Re: BOINK!

[heartstar_blues]

[The Captain just lays there, groaning for a bit. He wasn't dead, or bleeding right now. Just in a world of hurt.]

[freakinblur]

Geez, some superhero you are. Can't even dodge a baseball! Awright, c'mon Rummy, up ya go. [Scout grabs one of the Captain's arms and hauls him to his feet none too gently. ]

[hurtjustalittle]

[Have an enraged little girl in a cloak storming up to you, Scout!]

[freakinblur]

[He ignores her, continuing to swing. Somewhere in the distance, a lamp post smashes and he chuckles.]

[hurtjustalittle]

[Jane marches right up to him and shoves a baseball under his nose.]

Explain why this crashed right through my window just now.

[freakinblur]

Oh. Ya know. Gravity, physics, all that kinda nonsense!

[freakinblur]

[Scout continues to swing when Finland first approaches as he really doesn't care - oh shit that guy's got a knife. He lowers the bat but doesn't let go of it.]

Whoops.

[freakinblur]

[Scout snatches the ball out of the air with his free hand.] Hey, thanks, pally!

[thebestnation]

[And, she gets hit in the face!]

What the hell!?

[freakinblur]

[He winces a bit, then calls over to her.]

Head's up!

[homeruninsomnia]

[Junpei shows up, covering a very fresh bump on his scalp with his hat, and carrying one of the wayward balls.]

Hey man, the hell are you doing? That's is my job!

[freakinblur]

[Continues swinging as you approach.] Practicin'.

[homeruninsomnia]

We've got a baseball field, ya know. Batting cages too. Actually, the batting cages are pretty sweet.

[freakinblur]

Huh. [Scout knew about the field bit not the cages.] Where at?

[He throws up another ball and bats it off into the distance. This one doesn't manage to hit anything. When there's no sound of something breaking, Scout frowns.]