Wings of Fate
    interlude -- May 7, 2001

      by Raviprasad Duvvuri
created by John Evans and Ardweden

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Journal Entry (excerpt)  
May 7, 2001

The first day of the questioning ended today, at 7:43 PM.  

I sat in on the event, at the request of my agency's associates.  I was
fascinated to finally lay eyes upon the group that had gained
near-legendary status among my colleagues, and eager to take part.

I arrived late, which is why this entry starts after the fact.  I would
have liked to record my expectations going into the questioning, but it is
to late to waste time on idle regret.  

There were a handful of others on hand to view the proceedings.  However, I
was the only one actually admitted into the chamber.  I am guessing it had
to do with my medical background and experience with this sort of thing.

My initial reaction was of disappointment.  This ragtag group hardly looked
like the stuff of legend.  With the exception of the crow-female, they all 
seemed normal people, the kind you would pass every day in the street.  I
think I even went to grade school with Yamakawa-san.  He looked very
familiar.

Upon being cleared to enter the special room designated for the
questioning, I was informed that some preliminary exams had been conducted
upon the subjects.  They were all quite fit for questioning, though some of
them still bore evidence of physical injury.  Initial attempts to cajol
certain pieces of information from them failed; they were most
uncooperative.  They also proved resistant to application of < >, something
I find very disturbing.

I sat in the back of the room and listened to their account.  Any attempt
on the part of my associates to try to direct their narrative to the
information failed as well.  I think they have settled for trying to glean
what they can from the group's account of their recent exploits.

At approximately 7:40, it was decided that everyone involved was too tired
to continue with the proceedings, and the captives were escorted to
separate cells.  

With a single exception, they were all too tired to argue, and quietly
acquiesced.  The sixth one, Macha, struggled.  She injured six guards before
she was tranquilized.  Upon being administered nine doses of clozapine, she
settled down.  Yamada decided to make it ten, just to err to the side of
caution.  I do not blame him.

I will be going home shortly, hopeful that tomorrow will yield some of the
answers we seek.

   -  Ichida Soujirou

Journal Entry (excerpt)  
May 8, 2001.  7:45 AM

I arrived this morning to some very disturbing news.  One of the captives,
Iwanaga Kenchi, managed to disappear in the middle of the night.  The
guards on hand cannot account for the escape, and security cameras caught
nothing.  The entire complex has been locked down and is being swept.  From
what I know of this bunch, I know that they will find nothing.

I will miss Takeshi.  He was in charge of security last night, and while I
only knew him a short while, he was a very easy-going fellow and I liked him.
I do not expect his reprimanding will be over for another couple of days.

The remaining members of Judou's party have been individually informed that
their friend died in an attempt to escape.  I have just reviewed the tapes
of their reactions, which ranged from extreme grief to callous
indifference.  Most fascinating, this.  It should prove useful, this
information.

This recorded, I go to ready myself for the day's questioning.  I find myself
keenly excited about what I shall hear today.