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November 8, 2077

These claws of mine are annoying. When I try to type, I sometimes scratch the screen. Jack tells me to trim them, but I really can't. It would be like a human trying to cut off parts of their fingers. Anyway, we were able to finish an early prototype of the augmented armor, and so far it works the way we wanted it to. All we need to do now is add elements of the already pre-existing powered armor and we're golden. But aside from that, something concerning happened earlier. The entirety of both the medical division and the hospital have been restricted. The reason was classified, and when I asked the head researcher about, all he said was "Be prepared to switch to another project." Something's up, I think it has something to do with the war.

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