[Chairs out of the way and the final table dragged just enough to the side for him to fumble with the door and its lock, trying to keep his hands steady, trying not to think of what could be happening outside.
He finally wrenches the door open with his left hand, holding the leg of a chair with his right. He's not...entirely certain what he's going to do with it. Prod the minotaur? But it's something, and it makes him feel slightly less useless.
Bursting into the hall, he looks between Nathan and...the minotaur starting to pick up a bit of speed to follow...Amy down the hall.]
No! Hey...you...come back here, you great...stupid....cow-thing.
[Ah, yes. Going just about as well as last time. Rory steels himself, and charges after the minotaur.]
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Date: 2011-05-07 05:01 pm (UTC)He finally wrenches the door open with his left hand, holding the leg of a chair with his right. He's not...entirely certain what he's going to do with it. Prod the minotaur? But it's something, and it makes him feel slightly less useless.
Bursting into the hall, he looks between Nathan and...the minotaur starting to pick up a bit of speed to follow...Amy down the hall.]
No! Hey...you...come back here, you great...stupid....cow-thing.
[Ah, yes. Going just about as well as last time. Rory steels himself, and charges after the minotaur.]