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[acts_of_gord]

The glass dream came back last night. Gordon would've gone outside to walk it off if it hadn't been for the full moon warnings. He did what he could in the way of exercise in his room instead, and we apologize to whoever had the room next to him or below him for any disturbance that might have caused, but there's only so long that such activities can keep a man busy and his mind clear. Instead of trying one last time for sleep, he's come downstairs, grabbed a mug of truly nasty decaf (Bar's way of trying to persuade him to sleep regardless), and settled to finishing up the construction of a filtration system that'll work with both his helmet and his HEV suit.

He might be a little terse, but he could be distracted.


[tinytag: Gordon Freeman]