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Making his way to the target range through the jungle canopy was just a little too Viet Cong meets Tarzan for Gordon's tastes today. When he made his way back indoors he opted to take some time to make his next visit to the range worth all the fuss and bother- it's modding time. He might as well put the welding skills he learned for the bicycle to good use.

One almost-redheaded guy in nerd glasses and circled-lambda T-shirt doing terrible, terrible things to an unsuspecting Combine pulse rifle, over by the Window.

[tinytag: Gordon Freeman, Alyx Vance, John Vattic]

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"Huh," says Gordon. "Didn't know there was any such thing."

Outside of storybooks and such, of course, but there's a difference between kids' fee fi fo fum stories and- well- this.

"My universe is arranged by a series of worlds aligned on a tree." Hel says mildly, "From Asgard to Niflheim. I really doubt that we're from the same one."

"Yeah, no," Gordon agrees. "I like to think I would've heard of that somewhere along the way if we were."

"Not to mention that probably according to the laws of science in your universe someone as large as I am couldn't exist." Hel points out, "It's not like the Jotun are hidden in my own, and your shock was far too honest."

"Something your size would have to have evolved in the oceans to exist at all," Gordon admits. "We've had land creatures your size appear in the past sixteen years, but they come from another universe- and they're probably genetically engineered and cybernetically enhanced anyway."

"I can't swim." Hel says with a laugh, "Which isn't that much of a problem as I don't need to breathe either, but it would be uncomfortable if I weren't able to be on land."

"The pressure alone at the bottom of anything deeper than about nine or ten feet would be a problem," Gordon agrees. "All right.I can see that."

"Not to mention the fact that my hair would tangle worse there than it does here." Hel agrees, "I get understandably nervous about cutting it terribly short, seeing as I generally have to use godkilling weapons to do so.

"Someday, perhaps, someone will make a pair of godkilling scissors. That would be nice."

Scissors are much safer than swords.

"This is probably a lost cause," Gordon says, "but would lasers work? Or monomolecular wire?"

Not that he's seen the latter, but he's seen cutting lasers in action and he still tries to block out the memory.

"Afraid not." Hel says, shaking her head, "If it can't get through my skin it can't get through my hair. I can't weave at all or I'd probably give up and just make clothing out of my own hair. It'd last longer."

"I can see where that would be a problem," Gordon agrees.

Ever find yourself in a conversation you never in your life imagined that you would even imagine having?

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Hel laughs, soft and with good humour, "I'm sorry. This is all very odd to you, isn't it?"

"That's kind of an understatement," Gordon admits. "I'm sorry. I'm trying."

"It's quite alright." Hel says, gently, "I have known many, many Men in my time. There is only one Hel and I am not easy to know. Even here, at my best."

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