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It's been a few days since the explosive raid on Fury's world. Gordon's starting to get itchy to go out again. The Bar's all right, and the outdoors behind it is all right, but he feels like he needs to be doing something before some unspecified deadline catches up with him.
He hasn't gone looking for a downhill racing bike in the garage yet. He's not sure how he'd react, whether to finding one or not finding one.
The target range is probably a more practical place to be anyway. He's still got the loaner gun from K and ammo from Fury to work with, so he's set up a few human-shaped targets, a few chicken-sized ones to simulate headcrabs, and one or two skinny, hunched-looking shapes that approximate the red-eyed slave aliens. That covers most of the bases. The grey things are just going to have to wait.
[tinytag: Gordon Freeman, Dinah Lance]
He hasn't gone looking for a downhill racing bike in the garage yet. He's not sure how he'd react, whether to finding one or not finding one.
The target range is probably a more practical place to be anyway. He's still got the loaner gun from K and ammo from Fury to work with, so he's set up a few human-shaped targets, a few chicken-sized ones to simulate headcrabs, and one or two skinny, hunched-looking shapes that approximate the red-eyed slave aliens. That covers most of the bases. The grey things are just going to have to wait.
[tinytag: Gordon Freeman, Dinah Lance]