Lucino Liile was like a carbon copy of all of Hayate’s Long Arch staff—cheerful, extremely competent at her job, and fiercely loyal to Hayate professionally and personally. Auris had tested her limited access by asking for different information on Gallant’s guard shifts and privileges, and despite Lucino’s slight jumpiness the young woman stood firm in her standard denial of Auris’ requests. The pale purple-haired woman also subtly deflected any probes Auris made about Hayate’s personal character by launching into stories about their experiences together during the Scaglietti incident at Riot Force 6, effectively answering the questions while remaining purely professional.
Auris could use a girl like her at the front desk of the NSIS—that would guarantee an instant patching up of any information leakages, she thought wryly as she listened to another Hayate Yagami legend.
“Here we are,” Lucino announced, handing her identification over to the guard on duty. “The Lieutenant-general should have sent her authorization over already.”
“You’re cleared,” the guard nodded, unlocking the door and ushering them in.
“If you don’t mind, I want to interview her myself,” Auris told Lucino as they checked in all their communication devices with the guards.
“Of course, you can lead—”
“I meant
alone.”
A brief hesitation from Lucino before she nodded, clicking her heels and saluting. “Yes ma’am. Please call me if you need anything.”
“I will.” Auris watched her leave, then entered the small holding area, seating herself in the interview room. Long Arch wasn’t made for detaining prisoners for very long, so they only had a single interview room and the holding cells were small but more comfortable than most other locations.
The door on the opposite wall opened, and a single guard entered, leading a young girl by the elbow. The officer wasn’t heavily armed but neither was he over-confidant, just like any of Hayate’s staff. He pulled out the remaining chair for Raven Gallant, the girl whispering a thank you to him before she sat, staring down at the magic-locks on her wrists.
“Gallant, I am Director Auris Gaiz of the Naval Special Intelligence Service.” Auris didn’t expect the girl to even hear the titles and tags, and indeed Raven just nodded blankly in response. “I’m one of the officers investigating your case.”
“With Hayate-san,” Raven nodded, smiling briefly before she lost the smile and lowered her head again.
“Did Hayate-san come visit you often?”
Raven peeked up, her green eyes full of childlike candidness. “Yes, she comes every day. Even when I was at the other place.”
Auris clasped her hands together, leaning forward on the table. “I know that Hayate-san asked you some questions, but I was wondering if I could ask you some questions too, even if some of them turn out to be the same.”
Raven flinched, her shoulders curling in on herself. She sniffed, then seemed to calm down slightly. “Okay.”
“What were you doing that morning?”
“In the morning?” Raven glanced upwards briefly, then recounted, “I woke up late. Daddy came in and opened my curtains, telling me to get up, sleepyhead…and Mommy had made me Happy Face breakfast.” She whimpered, clearly losing memory of the peaceful morning. Auris knew that she wouldn’t be able to replace the image of her parents’ corpses whenever she looked back in her memory. None of them really ever did, that young.
“After that, what happened?”
A sob broke from Raven’s throat, and tears began sliding down her cheeks, faster and faster. “They killed them.” She couldn’t say more, just continued to cry. The door opened again and the guard came in, putting his hands on Raven’s shoulders with a father-like gentleness.
“Are you okay?” He asked her, crouching down and peering kindly at her face.
“Raven, do you know what you’ve done?” Auris said, ignoring the warning glare from the guard, who didn’t seem to care about ranks. “You killed twelve people.”
Her sobs stopped, and Raven raised her head, staring at Auris with lost eyes. “I know. I did it.”
“You killed a TSAB officer that day. You shot him to death.”
“This interview is over,” the guard growled, rising and helping the lifeless seeming Raven up. “The Lieutenant-general is going to hear about this!”
Auris rose as well. “Aren’t you sorry at all?” She asked, frowning. She needed to know…
Raven turned, looking at Auris through one blank green eye. “If he killed my parents, I’m not sorry at all.”
“Then Hayate and I,” Auris said coldly, “won’t feel sorry for putting you away like you deserve.”
The girl’s eyes widened and a tremor shook her small body. “Hayate-san?” Raven whispered, waves of hurt radiating through her trembling voice.
Auris glared back at her, a frigid smirk on her lips as she watched Raven be led away. “I promise you, we
will find justice in this world.”
***
Auris skimmed through the early edition newspaper as she walked down the hall, balancing a cup of coffee and all her files in her other hand. A glimmer of light from underneath a doorway made her pause, then turn and enter the room, walking up to knock on Hayate’s office door, the outer office silent and empty.
The door hissed open remotely, and Auris raised an eyebrow. “Do you ever sleep?”
“I’m sorry?” Hayate asked, amused as she went back to her breakfast, the details of the Gallant case pinned to a bulletin board by her desk.
“It’s five in the morning,” Auris said, setting her things down on a free corner of Hayate’s desk and wandering over to examine the set-up of the evidence board. “Your light was still on at 01:00 this morning, and since you live off base it’s unlikely that you had gone home at all.”
“Your car left the parking lot at 01:15, and since you live on base you likely had a little less than three hours at your place,” responded Hayate, finishing off her pancakes. “Since you took your files home with you, I’m guessing that between showering and working, you didn’t sleep either.”
Auris chuckled, walking back over to Hayate’s desk. “And yet our first court appearance is at 09:00 this morning.”
“I sent this to Channel 8 today,” Hayate said instead, sliding a sheet over to Auris.
“Really?” She glanced at it, then separated a few pictures from her own papers and tossed it over to Hayate. “I sent those to Channel 32 last night.”
“I’ll send those to the Cranagan Press as well, it’ll give them something to fight over.” Hayate gulped down her coffee, pouring herself another from the coffee-maker set up on one of her cabinets. “Coffee?”
“Please.” Auris watched Hayate fix their drinks, seating herself. She had come to become very familiar with this chair in the last few days, it was grossly uncomfortable. Auris wasn’t sure if Hayate had set it out special for her or if she kept it in her office all the time, dissuading people from lingering. It seemed odd, for Hayate’s personality…but maybe that’s what the couch behind her desk was for. Brisk business, then comfortable conversations?
“Are you sure you’re ready for today?” Auris flicked her pale brown hair out of her eyes, settling her glasses. “I don’t think you’ve ever encountered these TSAB courts before.”
“I’ve been on the other side of the panel before,” Hayate joked lightly, sipping her coffee. She had to know that Auris had problems with that aspect of her past; so she must have made the joke deliberately. Auris made a note to keep a careful rein on her emotions while keeping her body language casual. Hayate finished with a more serious, “I’ll be fine. This is only testing the waters for both sides, after all.” She picked up the official court summons, glancing at the names of the participants. “Do you recognize who the defendants are?”
“No, they’re probably expendables,” Auris said. Noticing Hayate’s look, Auris elaborated. “You’re a big name, and mine is now infamous. The brass isn’t going to risk having other respected officers get torn down in a courtroom over such a media-driven case. To tell you the truth, I half-expected Harlaown—Chrono Harlaown, that is—to volunteer for this case anyways. He seems to have a history with situations like this one.”
“How could he, when everyone knows that he was the former NSIS director?” Hayate replied, ignoring the pointed comment hidden in Auris’ statement. “Conflict of interest would be too high.”
“Did you know that Admiral Leti and Admiral Lindy were privately approached by certain High Council members to help Gallant with this case?”
“What?” Hayate’s composure slipped. “Which ones?”
Auris gave her a look, shaking her head with a smile. Really, Hayate should know better than to ask. Hayate sighed and shook her head. She breathed deeply, then inquired, “Why didn’t they take the case?”
“They just said no,” Auris told her. She expected Hayate to ask incredulously something along the lines of “that simple?”, but Hayate only nodded and said, “I see.” A frown threatened to twitch onto Auris’ face.
So, Hayate had planned for that too. Is her motivation simply to get me to owe her one? Or is she trying for something more complicated?
Hayate rose, stretching and stifling a yawn. “So, what’s in the paper?”
Auris looked down at her forgotten newspaper, flipping to page three. “Daily News, third page; there’s a small bit about the case, a mostly neutral blurb about what the Gallant case is about. Did you send them this tidbit on controversy in the TSAB ranks about the case?”
“I might have,” Hayate grinned, but she only looked tired instead of amused.
“Are you sure that’s wise? You’re setting the public’s expectations up—they’ll be expecting something dirty and bloody from us today.”
“And you think that it won’t be?” Hayate held something in her hand—Auris guessed that it was her Device from the glint of gold chain that hung through her fingers.
Honestly, Auris said, “It’s not what I would have expected from you.”
“I’m usually predictable?” Hayate chuckled, opening her window to let in some cold morning air. She hung on the windowsill, inhaling deeply. “I should try harder.”
“You should try to sleep a few hours,” Auris grunted, skimming over their arguments one more time. Was Hayate shooting down all of Auris’ attempts into figuring out her odd behaviour on purpose or by accident? “Even if it’s just testing the waters, the first day will set off the media-storm. We need to be at our best.”
“I’m young, I can survive a few nights without sleep,” Hayate quipped, her eyes twinkling.
“Are you saying I can’t?” Auris said dryly.
Hayate laughed and walked back over, tucking her device back into her pocket, her hand lingering over the spot. “What a cold glare. I’ll see you at 09:00.”