Gordon isn't really thinking at the moment. He's not even sure his brain is involved in what follows at all.
Freed of the Advisor's agonizing grip, his hand flew back over his shoulder and whipped out the gravity gun just as the helicopter arrived on the scene. Now it's swinging around, almost without him willing it, to line up with something that looks like a Combine radio mast poking out of the translucent metal-and-plastic nightmare sprawling all around them. Now the zero point energy fiend is wrapping around the mast, wrenching it free, and now-
Now the mast is smashing into the side of the tumbling, flaming horror in the skies, not with enough force to destroy it, but with enough to shove it hard off course.
And now he's got his brain back, just in time to realize that he's panting and trembling with effort as the most horrible stench he's ever smelled in his life suddenly fills the air.
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Date: 2011-10-16 05:51 am (UTC)Freed of the Advisor's agonizing grip, his hand flew back over his shoulder and whipped out the gravity gun just as the helicopter arrived on the scene. Now it's swinging around, almost without him willing it, to line up with something that looks like a Combine radio mast poking out of the translucent metal-and-plastic nightmare sprawling all around them. Now the zero point energy fiend is wrapping around the mast, wrenching it free, and now-
Now the mast is smashing into the side of the tumbling, flaming horror in the skies, not with enough force to destroy it, but with enough to shove it hard off course.
And now he's got his brain back, just in time to realize that he's panting and trembling with effort as the most horrible stench he's ever smelled in his life suddenly fills the air.