Long Lines

[remindmeof_me]

The first thing Shephard notices for certain is that he doesn't seem to be sweating any more. It's a stupid little thing, but when you're struggling for every bit of free motion you can manage, even a small change in your conditions will get your attention

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[subject_lj_here]

"Hi, Adrian," Chell says, turning around with a smile on her face at the sound of his voice. "You have... well, two of the rebels found some antivenom in the city while you were out."

[a_mere_child]

"'Found'... isn't the right word, exactly," says Donna hesitantly, with a nervous look at the infirmary door. There's a figure, or possibly several figures, peering into the room from there.

Alyx quirks an eyebrow, but doesn't comment. "You okay, Shephard?" she asks Adrian gently.

[remindmeof_me]

Shephard is running his hands over his face carefully, trying to get an idea of just exactly what the headcrab bite did to his face beyond the poison effects. "Think so, Ms. Vance," he says. "Wouldn't say runnin' around just now'd be a good idea or nothin', but yeah, I could git up 'n walk no problem."

[subject_lj_here]

"I'm glad. We were all worried... though hopefully now you won't have any more hallucinations, right?"