Not So Angelic After All

"That guy was a jerk." Sheckley craned his head and watched Gordon ascend the elevator shaft with a vortigaunt and Alyx.

"Cut him some slack, Sheck. He had to fight through swarms of aliens just to escape Black Mesa! He personally blew up the Citadel, too!" Griggs tried to reason with the frowning Sheckley.

"That doesn't mean he can ignore me. Would it kill him to say thanks when you throw a medkit to him?

"He knew he could have survived without my help, so a thank-you wasn't necessary."

"I say he's full of himself. And Alyx, she's completely under his spell!" In a high pitched, mocking voice, Sheckley continued. "Oooh, Gordon! I know you're zooming in on my midsection with those built in binoculars of yours, but you're my hero! I love you so, so much! Please, please plunge into antlion-infested mines and fetch me some antlion poo!" At the end of Sheckley's impersonation of Alyx, he stuck out his tongue in disgust.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe he is a bit cocky, but I think he's still a good guy. I heard that he entered Ravenholm through Black Mesa East and came to New Little Odessa."

"I heard that, instead of fighting with his fellow rebels, he was pretend-humping a dead strider so fast it was like he was possessed." Sheckley said.

"Maybe he is possessed." Griggs suggested.

"Yeah, okay. Better call your crazy zombie brother to perform an exorcism."

"No, it would explain a lot of things. Like, why does he never die? The thing controlling him is way too powerful. And how can he make it through Ravenholm? His possessor was controlling the zombies, too. Plus, he can carry a whole bunch of weapons and still sprint like crazy."

"Dummy, he has an HEV suit."

"The HEV suit can't take care of everything. Can he live through the explosion at the top of the Citadel in an HEV suit?"

"Geez, why are you defending him so much? I think he's a jerk. You're in love with him. Case closed."

"Whoa, no. I never said I was in love with him."

"It was implied."

"No it wasn't!"

"Yes it was."

"How?"

"Doesn't matter." Sheckley crossed his arms, delivering the final blow.

Speechless, Griggs stared at Sheckley in stunned silence.

All of a sudden, Sheckley's left arm flew up and slapped Griggs. "Oh! I'm really sorry. That must be my possessor acting up." Sheckley chuckled again.

"Jerk."