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So Gordon's finally back in a lab coat! And it only took, what? 187 years? lol - he's fitting in quite well

Freeman instead pulled the visor he’d been using off of his face. He switched it off, and placed it on the table. In turn, he picked up a rather familiar looking article of eyewear. He opened his iconic pair of black-rimmed glasses, and slid them onto his face, hooking one temple over each ear, before looking back up at Shepard with a bit of a smirk.

“You fixed your glasses!” John bellowed, happily.

“Oh, I did a lot more than fix ‘em.” Freeman said with a laugh. “Watch this.”

At that moment, Gordon yanked the newly minted frames off of his face, and slammed them onto the ground with a considerable amount of force. As if that weren’t enough, he then proceeded to stomp and step on them; churning and grinding his heel onto them. Then dragging his boot across the grated floor, with the spectacles underfoot. After subjecting his corrective lenses to a few more seconds of torture, Gordon bent down, picked them up and slid them back onto his face, entirely unscathed.

“Pretty neat, huh?” He expounded with a heavy dose of nerdy glee. “These are scratch proof, shatter proof, ballistic glass lenses, made of state-of-the-art, military grade polymers.” He began to disclose, with both index fingers pointed proudly at his brand new, high-tech pair of blinkers. “The frames are a hardened, titanium alloy, laminated in a reinforced para-aramid synthetic fiber. They’ve got a built in targeting computer with an array of sensors and spectrums - same as your new helmet’s. And the best part…!” He exuberantly declared, as he paused for a moment to bring up his omni-tool. With it glowing on his forearm, he activated the flashlight and unexpectedly shined the beam straight up directly at his face, which surprisingly caused the two frames to darken to a jet shade of black. “They’re transitions!” He exclaimed.

Shepard’s lips cracked open, but he could neither reply nor retort before Gordon started up again.

“Now before you say anything--” Freeman entreated with both hands up in a halting fashion. “--I know the ocular enhancement that I refuse to get allows the eye to filter out UV rays, and enhances the pupillary dilation response, which makes sunglasses essentially obsolete in this day and age. But I mean, come on…” He appealed, as he coyly crossed his arms and cocked his head back, with his darkened retro-chic shades still sitting on the bridge of his nose. “...Some things never go out of style!”
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So Gordon's finally back in a lab coat! And it only took, what? 187 years? lol - he's fitting in quite well

Freeman instead pulled the visor he’d been using off of his face. He switched it off, and placed it on the table. In turn, he picked up a rather familiar looking article of eyewear. He opened his iconic pair of black-rimmed glasses, and slid them onto his face, hooking one temple over each ear, before looking back up at Shepard with a bit of a smirk.

“You fixed your glasses!” John bellowed, happily.

“Oh, I did a lot more than fix ‘em.” Freeman said with a laugh. “Watch this.”

At that moment, Gordon yanked the newly minted frames off of his face, and slammed them onto the ground with a considerable amount of force. As if that weren’t enough, he then proceeded to stomp and step on them; churning and grinding his heel onto them. Then dragging his boot across the grated floor, with the spectacles underfoot. After subjecting his corrective lenses to a few more seconds of torture, Gordon bent down, picked them up and slid them back onto his face, entirely unscathed.

“Pretty neat, huh?” He expounded with a heavy dose of nerdy glee. “These are scratch proof, shatter proof, ballistic glass lenses, made of state-of-the-art, military grade polymers.” He began to disclose, with both index fingers pointed proudly at his brand new, high-tech pair of blinkers. “The frames are a hardened, titanium alloy, laminated in a reinforced para-aramid synthetic fiber. They’ve got a built in targeting computer with an array of sensors and spectrums - same as your new helmet’s. And the best part…!” He exuberantly declared, as he paused for a moment to bring up his omni-tool. With it glowing on his forearm, he activated the flashlight and unexpectedly shined the beam straight up directly at his face, which surprisingly caused the two frames to darken to a jet shade of black. “They’re transitions!” He exclaimed.

Shepard’s lips cracked open, but he could neither reply nor retort before Gordon started up again.

“Now before you say anything--” Freeman entreated with both hands up in a halting fashion. “--I know the ocular enhancement that I refuse to get allows the eye to filter out UV rays, and enhances the pupillary dilation response, which makes sunglasses essentially obsolete in this day and age. But I mean, come on…” He appealed, as he coyly crossed his arms and cocked his head back, with his darkened retro-chic shades still sitting on the bridge of his nose. “...Some things never go out of style!”
Original Screenshot: [Link ]