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[hands_of_blu]

There is something to be said for fully exploiting the capabilities of your weapon, whatever that weapon might be. However, the Medic is of the opinion that when you are Herr Soldier, and when that weapon is the rocket launcher, at least one of said capabilities ought to be exploited on a limited, need-only basis. Gratuitous rocket jumping results

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[shoeless_ed]

A skinny red-headed child rolls - yes, rolls - up to the Medic's feet. She unfolds her head from rolling position to beam up at him. "Hello again, Mr. Blue Doctor Man!"

[hands_of_blu]

That was a bit of a surprise, but the Medic smiles. "Ah! Guten morgen, fraulein Edward," he says. "How do you do?"

[shoeless_ed]

Ed gangles to her feet. "Ed is very well, yespleasethenkyew!" she replies in a very fake British accent. Then, returning to her normal voice, "Ed is going to rake leaves together outside and make a big pile and jump in it!"

[hands_of_blu]

"Hmm. Und zere are no slugs to be hiding under ze leaves in vait for you?" the Medic inquires. "Ve didn't haf a lot of trees in ze city vhere I grew up, you see. I don't sink I ever did zat vith leaves vhen I vos a boy."

[a_mere_child]

There is, alas, an upper limit to how much time one can spend snuggling with one's new boyfriend--especially when one has work to do. Thus, we find Alyx Vance once again at the best-lit table in the room, bent over a half-completed surveillance camera. She hums cheerfully to herself as she works.

[hands_of_blu]

The half-done camera gets a curious look as the Medic wanders past the younger woman's table; you don't see that sort of technology much in 1968, even with Herr Engineer on the job.

[a_mere_child]

And he gets a curious look right back. (Alyx is always conscious of things in her peripheral vision. Always.)

[hands_of_blu]

Smart girl. Medic's seen too many men wind up splattered because they didn't.

"Your pardon, Frau, but I vos curious about ze design zere- is it part of a larger sentry device, by any chance?"