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Log 3 Zim was exhausted. He wanted to get off the wires for a while and curl up in his warm sleeping pod to rest. His limbs were weak and he was cold, very cold, despite it being a comfortable temperature in his base. Just a little more energy and nutrient input and he could go rest in his pod.
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Zim had decided to start collecting as much material as he could from his base. He knew they needed some specific metals and equipment to build some of the parts for his new PAK. The idea terrified him, it really did, but he knew it was his only chance.
Zim had climbed up high to tear apart one of the machines he didn't use in his lab. He was stable on his PAK legs--they tended to work okay unless he was having PAK problems--and he threw the important parts and wires down into a bin he had set up.
What he didn't expect was his PAK to jolt into his spine like it did. Zim gasped in shock and tried to grab onto the machine he was on when his PAK legs failed and went back into his PAK. He couldn't grab hold and he fell down, smacking hard onto the ground, partially on his PAK.
Zim had the breath knocked out of him and he wheezed as he lied there next to his box of parts. He couldn't feel half of his body. He didn't know what was wrong, his mind was going in and out. Zim tried his hardest to reach a communicator to call someone for assistance, but he just... Couldn't move. He couldn't.
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Zim hates... Feeling so weak.
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Log 2
Zim stayed quiet as he sat attached to the cables in the ceiling. They fed him certain nutrients his PAK just didn't anymore.
He was tired, maybe a little stressed, but tired more than anything. Zim taped his gloved claws against the counter and sighed.
Recently, he'd met people and had created... Bonds. Emotions. Things he shouldn't have felt and yet he did. It was unsettling and uncomfortable. He never expected to feel anything toward anyone. He never expected to like that he felt things. Zim never expected... That people would care about him. It made it worse to know, since his PAK was...
He stopped thinking of it as he sighed when the nutrients eased the scratching in his throat.
Human sicknesses were horrible. He felt sicker than he let on to Honey. He just needed to sleep.
