Jan 20, 2010 23:31
Following all of these nightmares, Russel was reluctant to fall asleep. Not that he was particularly well-rested in general at all. He didn't feel afraid, so much as... disturbed. And unnerved. He hadn't even fathomed that something could affect his unconsciousness at such a profound level. Not that he had any actual knowledge of psychology, but he does know that the contents of his mind are strictly his.
And he was currently working those contents in high gear. He had a sample of the plant suit under the microscope, and was currently analyzing it. He moved from the eyepiece to his notebook constantly, occasionally writing while looking in it at the same time.
While it may not be the healthiest choice available, he pushed himself into something he viewed as productive. And that was getting a few questions answered.
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russel tringham