27th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Zip! Zoom! What is that blue blur? Naturally, it's Scout! And today he's even faster and more energetic than ever, if that's even possible. He's laughing wildly, almost maniacally, jumping from rooftop to car to tree and keeps going.]

Un-freakin'-touchable!

[That's because he got sent a certain atomic soda sent after they got back from

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[muertederojo]

*Kimbley is surprised by the blue blur that rushes past him, his hat flying off his head at the speed. He was walking right past the park at that point, but he walks inside it in order to find his hat minutes later. He snorts, dusting off the leaves that had gotten caught on it.

The alchemist puts his hat back on and gives a sour look at the man sleeping under the tree, wrinkling his nose in distaste.*

Wonderful. A show off.

[freakinblur]

[At the sound of a voice, Scout pops open an eye. Short naps are something he got used to working for BLU.]

You got it, pally.

[muertederojo]

*He rolls his eyes as he adjusts his hat atop his head*

It's a bad way to over exert yourself, you know.

[freakinblur]

[Stretches, adjusts his own hat.] That's nothin'. Do it all the time. All part 'a my job!

[muertederojo]

*quirks a brow at him*

Are you some sort of sprinter?

[freakinblur]

Sprintin', battin' in heads, stealin' yer secret crap... I'm a man of many talents.

[muertederojo]

*He takes a moment to take that in. They were odd talents, to Kimbley at least.*

...Interesting. If it makes you happy, that's all that matters.

[freakinblur]

Excatly, man. [Scout stands up and stretches a bit more. He was feeling great.] I'd be a lot happier once I got outta here an' get back to doin' it for money.

[muertederojo]

*He sighs and stuffs his hands in his pockets.*

It seems like most people want to leave from here.

[freakinblur]

'Course! Like I wanna sit around an' wait fer this town to find new and excitin' ways ta torture us? No thanks, pally. I got a job and a life ta get back to!

[muertederojo]

This town has been just fine for me, personally. The citizens here, on the other hand, are getting more unstable by the day.

[freakinblur]

Yeah, well, most people don't like bein' held prisoner an' tortured on a regular basis. How the hell could ya possibly like it here?

[muertederojo]

*He offers a small smile, shrugging his shoulders*

I rather like the option of living here than living back home.

[freakinblur]

Is it that bad? Seriously?

[muertederojo]

Yes. It is. Would you want to return to a home where you're locked up? Unable to do your... batting or sprinting.

[freakinblur]

Ah, yer in prison? Well, I guess this place is a bit more spacious an' has better food than an actual prison.

Ain't they got baseball where yer from either?