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[Gordon's been hiding in the library for the past few days, reading up on physics from his and other worlds, and doing his best to avoid anyone with peculiar wishes. He feels bad for the people that made them, not knowing that they wouldn't get exactly what they wished for, but, that's life. That's what he's always liked about science; if you do it right, it's predictable. It reacts based on certain laws and forces, and as long as you play by the rules, everything's fine and dandy.]
[He is, as always, keeping the resonance cascade FIRMLY out of his brain.]
[But now he's in the kitchen, trying to decide what would make a good sandwich out of the fixins there. Hmm.]
[He is, as always, keeping the resonance cascade FIRMLY out of his brain.]
[But now he's in the kitchen, trying to decide what would make a good sandwich out of the fixins there. Hmm.]