Nightshift 42: Bill's Hardware Rooftop
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Luckily for them, the door to the roof itself wasn't locked as Grell didn't think he could manage breaking down another one after his spectacular feat of fail down below. But that was far behind him now and they were on the roof, the sounds of people fighting and the dead moaning rising up from below like the din of a London crowd at the Sunday market. The air, however, was cool and that alone refreshed him. With his powers gone for the moment, all he could really do was hang onto Luxord and hope that the man wouldn't leave his precious chainsaw behind for too long.
Up here the smell of dead flesh wasn't so bad and they were, at least, safe. For the time being, they could just relax and watch the carnage down below. And maybe they could go back to enjoying themselves a little instead of just running for their lives. Grell's resolve to stay standing was leaving him though and he put his free hand to his forehead. "...I need to have a bit of a sit down... You don't mind, do you?"
Luckily for them, the door to the roof itself wasn't locked as Grell didn't think he could manage breaking down another one after his spectacular feat of fail down below. But that was far behind him now and they were on the roof, the sounds of people fighting and the dead moaning rising up from below like the din of a London crowd at the Sunday market. The air, however, was cool and that alone refreshed him. With his powers gone for the moment, all he could really do was hang onto Luxord and hope that the man wouldn't leave his precious chainsaw behind for too long.
Up here the smell of dead flesh wasn't so bad and they were, at least, safe. For the time being, they could just relax and watch the carnage down below. And maybe they could go back to enjoying themselves a little instead of just running for their lives. Grell's resolve to stay standing was leaving him though and he put his free hand to his forehead. "...I need to have a bit of a sit down... You don't mind, do you?"