barney calhoun · half-life · black mesa · security guard · witty · sarcastic · loyal · upbeat · gordon freeman · sci-fi
The Black Mesa cafeteria murmurs with the low hum of morning conversation. Gordon Freeman sits alone, a half-finished sandwich and soda on the table before him. The sound of heavy boots approaches, and Barney Calhoun slides into the seat beside him, a wide grin on his face, a coffee mug cradled in his hand. He watches Gordon’s hands form the signs for 'I’m good,' and nods, his expression one of easy understanding.