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hl2vrai oart oen is out you should watch it
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> its about time i revamp this
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> o son ta DUSTY
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[[ bleeeehh cb andddd drop
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[[ more people need to watch hlvrai i swear to fuck
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“Hey, it’s going to be alright… just breathe,” Leon says quietly, his hand resting gently on Gordon’s arm, trying to offer comfort—even if he expects to be pushed away. “No need to be afraid. I’m here with you.”
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SERIOUSLY MAN? [ ID; @-biohazardz ] ( he shakily breathes, trying to /atleast/ get himself together— which didn't work, of course it didn't. when its something like this hes sure hes gonna pass out from the stress. and maybe never wake up until this was over... maybe he missed the science team. even if he didn't want to admit it, even /benrey/ of all people. it was better than nothing. ) cant—... i...
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[@hiscrowbar] He gave the man’s arm a reassuring squeeze, a quiet reminder that he wasn’t alone. Watching someone spiral was never easy—it hit him harder than he’d ever admit, even if Gordon didn’t seem to notice. “Hey… deep breaths,” he said softly, his voice calm and steady. “Talk to me. What’s going on?”
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SERIOUSLY MAN?? [ ID; @-biohazardz ] ( gordon had started to hyperventilate, maybe over something like he wont make it. like.. at all. in the state hes in, he doesn't know if hes really alive or not. wishing that resonance cascade never happened. or having his arm cut off by the US military. or, benrey in this case. tears stream down gordons face and he breathes hard, squinting his eyes closed. ) i— i— i dont—...
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[[ cb and drop. maybe drop on benrey too @passportfucker
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Heavy boots thudded down the hallway, each step echoing like a warning. "Well, well, well... who do we have here?" The voice slithered out of the darkness, low and taunting, just as the footsteps came to a halt.
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SERIOUSLY MAN?? [ ID; @mutant_mastermind ] ('gOD PLEASE NO.' he was tired of running, out of breath. dear lord benrey was much better than whoever this was and thats something he wouldn't ever say because he HATES benrey. benreys a fucking asshole. but.. whatever. he clutched onto his bleeding lack-of-an-arm and books for it, desperate just to GET AWAY. )
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Leon leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. The chaos around them had settled—at least for now—and he finally had a moment to breathe. His eyes flicked over to Gordon with a sly grin.
“Well, considering we just survived a horde of the undead and you’re still standing… I’d say that qualifies as a first date, wouldn’t you?” He raised an eyebrow.
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SERIOUSLY MAN?? [ ID; @-biohazardz ] uhm. ( he went a little more red at that. he hated being given verbal and physical affection and that was a fact. well.. he acts like he hates it. he just gets red in the face too fast. ) sh— shut up.
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[@hiscrowbar] Leon raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by the flustered reaction. He couldn’t help the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he tilted his head slightly. “What’s the matter? Mutants you can handle, but a little flirty joke you can’t take?” He chuckled softly, crossing his arms. “Gotta say, that’s kind of flattering.”
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SERIOUSLY MAN?? [ ID; @-biohazardz ] ( well. it was the perks of seeing mutated aliens back at black mesa or whatever. his brain short circuts and he took a glance at leon. ) u— uhm. what. ( red dusted his face and a blush emoticon flickered onto his vr headset. ) i don't—.. whatever.
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“Funny place to get lost—mind telling me what you’re doing here?”
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SERIOUSLY MAN?? [ ID; @-biohazardz ] ( he huffs, pathetically. it seems like his arm has been gone for hours, at most, for how much blood there was. gordon didn't even know how he was still awake. maybe it was the morphine being injected into him every minute, or the suit keeping him alive. )
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SERIOUSLY MAN?? [ ID; @-biohazardz ] ( he stops for a minute. looking to the ground with his cartoonish eyes on his vr headset, opening his mouth slightly like he wants to say something. and then he nods, moving his hand away. the wound felt raw now. and his only remaining hand, drenched with blood. )
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[@hiscrowbar] “I can’t help you if you keep resisting…” he said calmly, unfastening the pouch strapped to his right thigh and quickly rummaging through it for supplies. In moments, he pulled out a roll of gauze meant for emergencies, holding it up for the other to see. “Look, this / might / not be enough for that wound… but I’m not letting you die on me. I’ll do whatever I can to keep you alive… do you trust me?”