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lee jordan is much too suave for you. (liketheriverof) wrote in pandorarpg,

Part of Lee was thinking that maybe today had been the day when he should have decided that no one would really blame him for not wanting to come into work today. And that he should have said fuck it and went about his day as ideal. But then again, he thought it would be fun to have a better "zombie" story than either Kendrick or Hollis could possibly have the next time they had a family dinner. And it would just be another way to distract everyone from Kendrick's situation. And he called it Kedrick's situation because he hadn't told them and had no plans to tell his family about his own part in all of it. It was much better that way.

The sound of the door rattling behind him distracted him from thinking about that. Which he was grateful for, because it really didn't need much more thought given to it than he had already. You know what would have been brill, he decided to himself. If he'd worked somewhere a little more violent. Lee was pretty sure the most dangerous thing he could possibly come across while searching the office for a weapon that wasn't his wand was a really, really sharp quill. Offices were shit.

The theory of waiting for assistance (but not help, because Lee was fully capable and all that) was a bit fucked then as now Lee was pretty sure the damn thing was throwing itself at the door in the effort of getting it open. Somehow, he would have thought all the people crowded together in one room would have enticed it more. Lee's hand tightened on the chair. He has hoping he could just hit it - him - once. He wasn't much a fan of a gory ending.