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[strike_you_out]

 [ 726 Anderson, several hours after school is let out; the sun is still shining down but the shadows have grown long.

Kneeling in the driveway is a boy in a ball cap with a box of chalk. He's been here for the past hour furiously scribbling out and solving tedious multiplication and long division problems in preparation for an upcoming exam. While

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[godisachild]

[Well, that was fun, being gotten up at the crack of dawn the day after his murder. He'll just be walking home like a little grump now and

OH MY GOD.

Pokey's breathing increases substantially, just staring at Slugger. Move. He needs to move. Why can't he move.

He's just...standing there. Staring in terror and unable to get himself to keep moving.]

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger is staring in blankfaced contemplation at the ground, chalk in hand. However, it only takes him a second to notice the other boy standing there and he jumps up excitedly to greet this "friend".]

Hey pal, I'm almost done. Wanna play some ball after this?

[Coming closer. The look on his face is terrifyingly un-sinister.]

[godisachild]

[His breath catches in his throat, bobbing up and down for a minute as he immediately steps back when Slugger springs up. He stays like that for a moment, entirely breathless and just staring, before his thought finally catches back up.

Droned. He was droned. For murdering him.

...Still, this what he'd been waiting for. He should probably get news to Tak as soon as possible.

Say no. No, of course you don't want to play. There's nothing he can do to you now.]

S-S-S-S-Sure...

[ God DAMMIT.]

[strike_you_out]

[You'd think Pokey's discomfort would be obvious, especially to someone who thrives on fear, but it goes completely unnoticed as Slugger gives him a light punch to the arm.]

Great! I'll meet you at the field in twenty.

[godisachild]

[Pokey keeps just barely from letting out a little yelp at the punch, nodding dumbly at Slugger's statement. ...At least he's providing he and Tak with an out of the way place to get at him.]

Yeah...o-o-okay...

....Bring the bat, and I'll bring the ball, alright?

[Because fuck no is he going to let Slugger keep the bat anymore.]

[strike_you_out]

You got it.

[VACANT SMILE]

[godisachild]

[Pokey just smiles fakely and nodding his head before slowly starting to walk away.]

...See you at...at the field...You won't mind me bringing a friend, right?

[strike_you_out]

Of course not. See you guys soon.

[Proceeds to stand there smiling that same smile until Pokey is out of sight.]

[godisachild]

[Will try to walk away as calmly as he can before seeing if he's out of sight and running as fast as he can. Yeah, he needs to tell Tak they got him as soon as possible.]

Threadjackan for organization

[insectoidalien]

[Plan whack-a-drone is GO.

Since she'd rather you not remember who she is, Tak shows up in her holographic disguise, tapping her foot impatiently while she looks for you, Slugger.]

((Tak's disguise looks like this))

[strike_you_out]

[And in due time he arrives at the field with his bat. He's never met or seen this girl but his 'bff' told him he was bringing a friend so this must be her.

Slugger nods to her smiling a cheerfully hollow smile. Next he'll be looking around for Pokey.]

Is he coming? We can't play without the ball.

[godisachild]

[And he'll be coming up the field soon, holding a ball out in his hand to make sure Slugger can see it. He doesn't know why he's bothering to make sure the ball is so obvious; it's not like the drone is going to be expecting foul play. And he doesn't bother to try and disguise himself in anyway. It wouldn't really matter, since he knows him.

In a way, he wants Slugger to know what's about to happen was because of him.

He stops a few feet away from Slugger and Tak, ball in hand.]

.....Hey.

Agh, forgot that Pokey's never seen her disguise.

[insectoidalien]

[Tak stands a bit behind Slugger, careful not to let their target out of her sight. Even though he can't see her, she forces a innocent smile on her face and a high-pitched voice out of her throat.]

Hi! You ready?

We can say she showed him beforehand. ;)

[strike_you_out]

Ready!

[Totally unsuspecting, he offers up his bat.]

Who wants to bat first?

Yeah, that's what I'd assume! :D

[godisachild]

[Pokey licked his lips a bit, holding the ball out.]

How about....how about I bat first? If you don't mind?

[strike_you_out]

[He'll take the ball and hand Pokey the bat. Pay no attention to those spots of dried blood on his sleeve, Pokey; but feel more than welcome to realize that your bat has been spray-painted gold.]

Alright, let's play.