The roof, Saturday afternoon

[lovemykilt]

Priestly had gotten up the energy to head for higher ground, today. He was perched crosslegged on the edge of the roof, his zombie-beating stick on one side of him, his phone on the other, looking out over the school grounds. His theory was that, from here, he could spot any approaching zombie threat and be prepared.

Or just, you know, be further away from it.

It was almost sort of thrilling, wasn't it? Put things in perspective. Why worry about petty image stuff or homework or whether the girl you were crushing on that week would notice your extra spikey hair? There were more important things out there. You could die crossing the street, choking on a sandwich, getting eaten by a zombie. It was . . . life reaffirming.

Or possibly that was just the pot he was smoking while he kept watch.

Hey, you dealt your way, he dealt his.

[ooc: open roof is as always open. Shaun of the Dead is on Comedy Central! EEEEEEEEE.]

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[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"People who don't want to have fun," Chuck decided. "They're trying to make the rest of us feel guilty."

[lovemykilt]

"Assholes," Priestly said without much venom. "The lot of 'em."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck started to laugh. "I couldn't agree more. Definitely assholes."

[lovemykilt]

"So. Who's your money on, the zombies, or all the insane fighter people?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"God, I hope it's the insane fighters," Chuck said. "I don't want to have to go out there and do stuff."

[lovemykilt]

"Yeah, being stuck here would kinda suck a lot."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"That's an understatement," Chuck said. "You'd think with all these magical and Winchestery people around the problem would have cleared up by now."

Slackers, that's what they were.

[lovemykilt]

"It has been going on since Wednesday. That's, like, half a week. On the other hand . . . walking undead."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"You'd think there would be at least one zombie expert here that would know what to do," Chuck said.

[lovemykilt]

"If there is, they're taking their dear sweet time."