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Kenny stood there inspecting the room over to see computers set at the left side of the room and varieties of tools like hammers, wrenches, pliers and a table saw along with a paper cutter among other items. He soon understood now that tech class seemed to be a more technical woodshop though smaller in scale with less tools to work with, but enough for him to work with and made his way over to the bin that held the wood.

He took out a 4-by-4 block of wood and was scanning it over when the door suddenly burst open and turned his head to see Kurisa and the same short guy who he had just been chasing earlier. Barely hearing Kurisa's question as he was cursing himself for leaving the door opened; what if it had been those monsters that had entered the wood. Five of them overall, though the girl on the floor seemed to be bleeding from the foot, but the growls and scrapes from outside caught his attention as it was close...too close.

Just great, not only did he have to deal with these people, but they even lured creatures straight to them and threw up his arms in exasperation. Pointing at the door then at kurisa with muffled annoyed chatter before pushing his way to the door, grabbing a chair on the way and shoved it under the doorknob.

Making sure it was secured he turned and motioned with his thumb, trying to show they needed to barricade the door. Whether they understood or not he didn't care and walked up next to kurisa to look up at him then down at the broom before swiping it from him.

Now with that taken care of. He could start working on making makeshift weapons, starting with the broom and for the time being forgot about the others since they would only distract him. Heading over to the tablesaw, grabbing one of the longer pliers and turned it on, using it to cut the bristle bottom part off. Kenny studied the mop and grabbed the dutch tape and wrapped it around the rounded end for padding then separated the pliers and embedded one blade on each side of the other end, wishing he had longer blades, but had to do with what he had. Swinging the weapon a few times and seeing the blades weren't loose and set it down on the long table nearby

Kenny nodded more to himself; one weapon down and turned, pulling up his sleeves. Time to get to work seeing that they would be here for a while.