[ Of course Scout's up, Scout's agitated, and when he sees a guard come to his cell he's half tempted to leap out as soon as the door's opened. He doesn't know how to get around this place, though, much as he tried to memorize it. He'll need Spy for that, and he's in the infirm. He can't be dead just from a couple taps to the face. Except there's someone he doesn't recognize coming in through the door, neither friend nor foe that he knows. ]
Who da hell is this?
[ He asks the guard right away, gesturing to the dark-haired stranger irritably. ]
You been drinkin' again, Spinelli? Dis guy ain't wid me!
[ But even as he says there's... something. There's something about the way the stranger moves that isn't so strange, and the cadence of his steps, even the way he breathes is something familiar. Scout's coming to the realization even before the guard replies, "He's been here just as long as you, kid."
Scout stops his pacing about at the back of the cell and moves to the fore, right up into Spy's path if he can make it. His blue eyes are alight. ]
Ho-ly crap.
[ His face is beginning to crack a little, a tentative grin at the edges of his lips. Like a kid who's gone out to the garage on Christmas morning and found a four-wheeler.
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Who da hell is this?
[ He asks the guard right away, gesturing to the dark-haired stranger irritably. ]
You been drinkin' again, Spinelli? Dis guy ain't wid me!
[ But even as he says there's... something. There's something about the way the stranger moves that isn't so strange, and the cadence of his steps, even the way he breathes is something familiar. Scout's coming to the realization even before the guard replies, "He's been here just as long as you, kid."
Scout stops his pacing about at the back of the cell and moves to the fore, right up into Spy's path if he can make it. His blue eyes are alight. ]
Ho-ly crap.
[ His face is beginning to crack a little, a tentative grin at the edges of his lips. Like a kid who's gone out to the garage on Christmas morning and found a four-wheeler.
Is this real life? ]
Oh man! No frickin' way... Spy?