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[acts_of_gord]

It's been a long day at home. Gordon just wants to get to the mess hall and get something to eat. He's not sure what they've been making in the White Forest kitchens but he doesn't think it matters all that much; as long as he gets his blood sugar up he'll be-

Wait, this isn't the mess hall.

Oh. Huh. He should've paid more attention when he walked through the door. Well, no harm done; he can order something at the Bar and settle down to eat it somewhere more comfortable. Beats fillet of leech, that's for sure.


[tinytag: Master Chief]

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[acts_of_gord]

Gordon shakes his head slowly. "And I thought sixteen years of Combine occupation and no human reproduction of any kind was bad," he says. "Ouch."

[luckyspartan.livejournal.com]

No reproduction? That would end the human race in a matter of years.

John turns to directly face the man. "It sounds like you're in a difficult situation in your universe."

[acts_of_gord]

"We're in it up to our eyeballs, if that's what you mean," Gordon says. "We've managed to wipe out the Combine's central governance point on Earth and cut off their ability to portal in reinforcements from their homeworld. The suppression field they had in place preventing a successful conception or pregnancy's down now, but-" He shrugs; that's a long-term issue. "We're still analyzing the data we just got out of one of their combat terraforming centers this morning. The situation's changing faster than anyone expected."

His tone is a little flat. Not because he doesn't want to report on this, but because being whiplashed around from the Vortigaunt's revelation in the morning to the field of open battle on the dead zone border, to the unexpected local victory, to the discovery of what was happening to everyone the Combine had rounded up in the cities... that kind of thing tends to drain a man.

[luckyspartan.livejournal.com]

"If the situation keeps changing, I'll be here," he offers. He couldn't return to his universe, and it was not in a Spartan's training to languish in inaction. "Defending Earth and her colonies is what I'm for."

[acts_of_gord]

"Thank you," says Gordon, and means it. "We're... probably going to be calling for volunteers at some point. I've done it often enough here. Not until we've worked out our next strategic step, though. I don't plan on making anyone go in blind. Not for this."

[luckyspartan.livejournal.com]

John nods. Initiative and skill could win a battle, but preparation and planning, along with luck, was what won wars. "Let me know when you decide to mobilize."

[acts_of_gord]

"I will," says Gordon. "Or Alyx will. My fiancee's in command of the movement; if she's not here just yet, she will be. A little shorter than me, black hair, darker skin, tends to wear a patched jacket over whatever else she might have on."

He has a feeling that once they've got everything sorted out, the Combine aren't going to know what hit them.

[luckyspartan.livejournal.com]

"I'll be here when you need me," John agrees.