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[acts_of_gord]

Alyx posted her recruiting memo on the chat... thing... that Shephard brought them the equipment for. That's fine. Gordon is good with that. He's not sure how many people here use that service, though, which is why he's sitting down at one of the tables with a big piece of oak tag and a black magic marker and trying to decide exactly what needs to

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[acts_of_gord]

"That might work," Gordon admits. "Last time I mostly just talked to people. Didn't have to draw up much of anything."

Words are not, and have not ever been, his friends.

[acts_of_gord]

"Not that much," Gordon says. "Mostly, we need more people this time. We've got you, and Annabelle Newfield, and... probably some other people. But last time was just causing hell in City 17. This is something of a last stand for the Combine terraforming forces."

[never_b_free]

She saw Alyx's memo, but…

Irrational fears are irrational She was too busy with happenings back home to respond. Still, the memo was interesting enough that she watched the conversation that was going on. Closely.

When she comes down from her room, she spots Gordon puzzling over the stiff piece of paper. She wanders over after grabbing a basket of fried calimari and a drink from Bar. Sorry, no Slayer's Respite this time. It would be the wrong type of inspiration for this type of work anyhow. "Hello," she greets. "Working on something?"

[acts_of_gord]

"Recruiting poster," says Gordon. "We've got one more gene worm to go- the last one died pretty spectacularly."

[never_b_free]

"Gene worm…" she searches her memory. "That would be the terraforming beast that was mentioned in Alyx's me-mo, right?"

At least, if it wasn't some cat pretending to be Alyx.

It could be.

Cats with thumbs. She's seen them. Here. Ugh.

[acts_of_gord]

"That's the one," Gordon says. "Same kind as the creature I had to kill last time. Thank you, by the way. That beer made things interesting."

[unbreakableben]

"The dreaded blank page stare, I know it well," says a large guy in pseudo Air Force fatigues who's eating a plate of paradoxes at a table nearby. Ben would have read and responded to Alyx's recruiting memo if he were the technology type of guy but since he isn't, he has no clue what's going on.

[acts_of_gord]

"Hm?" Gordon looks up. "Oh. Yeah. It's been a while since I've had to do any recruiting for back home. Not much good with words."

[unbreakableben]

"Reciuting?" Ben says with a slight frown. "What's going on back home? If you don't mind my asking that is."

[acts_of_gord]

"Aliens," says Gordon. "We've had them for some time. They conquered the planet sixteen years ago- sit down if you want. I can tell you about it."