Logs From The Suit

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Notkin greets the camera with a reclined, languishing posture in his seat. Instead of the usual thousand-yard stare provided by the helmet, its gaze is directed upwards, toward the ceiling. After a painfully long moment, he slouches up, and forwards, staring into the camera properly. Crackling erupts from his helmet, before settling into a tired, low grumble. Outside is a greenish web of a nebula, a dull, orange-red star blazing away in the distance.

"Waking. Tired, not much sleep. Boring. Quiet out here. Brings reminders back, dreams."

"Nightmares."

He... Twitches, violently, as though flash-frozen for a moment.

"O-old things. Old. Fire, concussion. Screaming."

His hand moves up to the right side of his helmet, over the cheek, and begins to clutch gently. He leans back somewhat. His voice begins to shake slightly.

"Still hear it sometimes. Muffled under whine in ears, still there."

"... Like the liner."

"Happened again with the liner."

He stares into the camera, slouched forwards again, uncomfortably shifting before starting to speak again.

"W-want to ignore. Need work, way to ignore."

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