Washington (US Political RP; 2016 ; Special Events ; OPEN!)

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

Appleby settled back into the box, his lips twitching just a hair in the slightest of smirks at the much larger man's departure upon his demand.

The field appeared to be filling, and one player, at least, appeared to be focusing on throwing. Lacking a means of actually distinguishing the teams, something he found a rather clear flaw in the self-selection process for uniforms. Given that he lacked a coach to warm him up, a possibility of synergy had emerged.

He elected to get number eight's attention by the now-rote method of knocking a ball in his direction, another lazy liner, but again without warning.

Samara was focused on his pitching and thus didn’t pay it much mind when he heard the bat make contact with the ball, so when he heard the ball woosh a few feet from him he was alarmed and instinctually dove away from it. Picking himself up Samara was mad an looking for someone who might have hit the ball at him without warning.

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

The man's instincts did not appear too well-suited for a baseball game, though perhaps poor observation was a greater flaw. If he was not aware now, Appleby doubted that he ever would be, and so knocked another ball his way, this one a somewhat sharper liner.

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

The man's instincts did not appear too well-suited for a baseball game, though perhaps poor observation was a greater flaw. If he was not aware now, Appleby doubted that he ever would be, and so knocked another ball his way, this one a somewhat sharper liner.

Samara saw the ball heading towards him and ignored it moving out of the way and instead walking towards Appleby “hey! Warn a guy if a ball is coming his way you could have hurt someone!”

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"Did you hear it?" Appleby asked flatly.

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"Did you hear it?" Appleby asked flatly.

Samara was flabbergasted by the jackass hitting baseballs at people and not giving a shit “how about you ask before hitting balls off randomly? I was in the middle of warming up you got lucky you didn’t hit me.”

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"You are on a baseball diamond." Appleby reminded, the implication, to his perception, obvious.

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"You are on a baseball diamond." Appleby reminded, the implication, to his perception, obvious.

Samara points over to the practice net 20 feet away, "Yea a diamond you are sharing with people also warming up, you want to hit use the Practice Net so you don't hit someone focused on their own thing."

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"Can't field in a net," Appleby noted. "You pitch?"

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"Can't field in a net," Appleby noted. "You pitch?"

"You should ask people to field if that what you wanted" Samara shook his head and sighed "Yes I pitch, I was trying to warm up my throwing arm when you hit the ball at me."

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"Could use the mound," Appleby suggested, bending down to pick up and offer his bag of baseballs to the other man.

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"Could use the mound," Appleby suggested, bending down to pick up and offer his bag of baseballs to the other man.

"First apologize for hitting the ball at me without warning."

[Kannap]

Noah Ashe had been watching the argument between Samara and Appleby as it was proving entertaining, but he finally started walking into the outfield, with a ball in his right hand his glove on his left hand.

He found a clear space in the outfield and dropped the ball next to his foot before starting to stretch out his arms and legs - while still wearing the glove. He kept an eye on the two men arguing about the batter needing to apologize.

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"No." Appleby replied.

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

"No." Appleby replied.

"Have fun pitching to yourself" Samara said as he turned and walked back to the bullpen

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

Appleby's expression did not change as he set down the offered bag without comment. Fishing a ball from it, he tossed it to himself again, and knocked a soft one-hopper at the back of the legs of the departing man.

[Tallahassee News Station]

Jared didn't have extremely high hopes for the game going too well. Sure the Democrats had him, a natural talent and the Republicans were actually seriously rolling out Amaras to play but he wasn't blind. Even though he despised half the players on the other side of the field they obviously had some advantages that his side didn't. Of course since they had a glorified cheerleader coaching the other team anything was possible, and he might be able to pull a coaching miracle for the win as the guy who was actually doing everything behind De Nieto. Of course for that to happen Samara had to not screw up the pitching which was probably too much to hope for. He was going to have to just do as much as he could to keep things from being a disaster and was doing that as catcher. He would have preferred a more truly competitive sport like golf, or even tennis, but baseball would be fine, he was a natural for these kinds of things. He had gone to the cages with some friends a few times before the game like he had been thinking of, but he didn't think it was needed. He'd geared up with the catcher gear over his Cubs stuff before he came in and he thought he looked pretty impressive as the tough guy behind the plate. Probably should have walked in without it though. It was probably going to come down to him to carry the team but no one could reasonably blame him if the Republicans lost, he just had bad teammates and one guy could only do so much. He'd make sure he came out of it looking fine, and if he could steal a win from the barbie and the blob, he'd be even happier.

[Tallahassee News Station]

By the time Kristen had gotten in across the outfield she had watched Wilson get up and apparently have some kind of problem with Appleby at home plate, then Ashe was out of the dugout that she was planning on talking to everyone in and off to the outfield before she had gotten in, Fowler was running around doing something and Amaras was bringing kids into the dugout. She decided that even if you wouldn't think it managing grown men was actually much harder than managing teenage girls. She hopped into the dugout and approached Amaras who at least was still there. "Hey, could you get one of your kids to get Fowler and tell him to come to the outfield? I guess we'll meet there since Ashe already went out."

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Peter Amaras

"I bet I can get there fastest!" Tommy challenged.

"I beat you last time, I can do it again," Billy countered.

With a chuckle, Amaras waved the two on. "Racers ready....Go!"

The two immediately got into shoving against one another as they tried to make their way out of the dugout, Billy coming out in front, as their father chuckled again, then sobered up, turning to Stevenson.

"You have the lineup?" he questioned.

[Tallahassee News Station]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Peter Amaras

"I bet I can get there fastest!" Tommy challenged.

"I beat you last time, I can do it again," Billy countered.

With a chuckle, Amaras waved the two on. "Racers ready....Go!"

The two immediately got into shoving against one another as they tried to make their way out of the dugout, Billy coming out in front, as their father chuckled again, then sobered up, turning to Stevenson.

"You have the lineup?" he questioned.

"Uh yeah, I wanted to show you." Kristen pulled out an index card that she had written on in pencil, scratching some stuff out and moving it around. She handed it to him. "Does that look OK to you? I had to rub Anderson out."

[Tallahassee News Station]

Vilseck was a football guy in college but he was just spectating today and it would be a fine afternoon. It had been a long flight in, but making an appearance at a charity event was just low level good publicity and anything in Washington that was still Republicans vs Democrats was good for making voters start thinking about those two parties as the big ones again instead of the "Progressives". He just put on a Phillies cap, no uniform or anything too big and would lounge around in the stands. He might find a few people in the party that would be good for a conversation there, or he'd talk to a few Representatives afterwards or just watch the game and see how it all happened. He was very early and just settled back to watch them all warm up with a bottle of distilled filtered water in his hand.

[Dentali]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

Appleby's expression did not change as he set down the offered bag without comment. Fishing a ball from it, he tossed it to himself again, and knocked a soft one-hopper at the back of the legs of the departing man.

Samara took the ball in the back of the legs stumbled a bit before turning around pissed off “Please Stop” He said in a tone indicating anger before once again heading to the bullpen

[Tumblrena]

Washington, D.C.
Nationals Park
1538
Tuesday
4 July
2017

McGareth hears a bat hitting a ball and looks for it looking at home plate first. He sees the ball coming in and drops his then steps over and catches the one that was hit at him. He throws it back lightly to the hitter at home plate.

He then turns around to find Roberts farther away than he likes. "Come closer. We should warm up with shorter throws before throwing it too hard."

[Tumblrena]

Washington D.C.
Nationals Park
1540
Tuesday
4 July
2017

The agent looks confused as Fowler leaves before he can talk to him. He calls back in to report that he has not passed the message on.

[Tumblrena]

Washington D.C.
Nationals Park
1540
Tuesday
4 July
2017

Buck continues inside of the park looking for the broadcast area and finally he gives in and asks for directions from an agent. He gets the information and starts going in the right direction.

[Prolieum]

Nationals Park, Washington D.C.

Lee Appleby

Appleby simply continued to take his swings, making no acknowledgement of the comment, but not sending any more hits in the Representative's direction. He recovered the returned ball from number fifty-nine upon the throw back, and turned it into a grounder to the man in the Mariners uniform, who had made a more substantial effort on the first one in his direction.