Interrogation Log

Interrogation Log:
Log Entry Begins.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Hello, and good morning. I am the Autonomous Manse Administration, Navigation, and Development Assistant.
Veiled Depths: Where am I? And who are you?
Rivers: That, is none of your concern.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: This is a covert research and education facility. You are being held in one of our special essence dampening cells. You are being saved, resistance is futile.
Veiled Depths: What are you maniacs doing? You won't get away with this, my friends will find me!
Rivers: We are saving you from the hubris and the lies that the Maidens have poisoned your mind with. In time, you will remember this as the day of your salvation.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Now that you have been properly informed, the enhanced interrogation of Veiled Depths, chosen of secrets will now begin.
Veiled Depths: You won't get anything from me.
Rivers: It's funny. The last guy said the same thing. A.M.A.N.D.A., begin enhanced Inquisition protocols.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: With pleasure! This inquisition will begin with a standard questionnaire. First, are you Veiled Depths, chosen of secrets?
Veiled Depths: No.
Rivers: He's Lying.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Initiating Penance!
Veiled Depths: *Unintelligible screams*
Rivers: Let me tell you outright. This doesn't turn out like it does in the sagas. You either tell us the truth, or I throw your broken body into the Lethe.
Veiled Depths: Go fuck yourself.
Rivers: Mandy.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Initiating penance!
Veiled Depths: *unintelligible screams*
Rivers: Now. Let's try again.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Are you Veiled Depths, chosen of secrets?
Veiled Depths: Yes.
Rivers: That's better, see, you confess, you repent, and then you're absolved.
Veiled Depths: Why are you doing this?
Rivers: Simple. We believe you and your fellow chosen of fate are being lied to. Deceived by someone who's so blinded by fear that they'll do anything to save Creation. We of the Torn Lotus believe that that we can save Creation and her chosen.
Veiled Depths: You're crazy.
Rivers: Give it time. You'll see. Mandy, continue the Inquisition.
A.M.A.N.D.A.:  We have come to understand that the Sidereal Exalted have been plotting something in secret? What is this plot?
Veiled Depths: Why don't you just go straight to Malfeas.
Rivers: Guess he wants to do this the hard way. Mandy. Crucify him.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Right away!
Veiled Depths: *unintelligible screams intensify*
Rivers: Look. If you don't tell us anything, it won't stop us. Our night caste will just track down your friends, and we'll see if they talk. One of you will break.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Thousandfold Unbending Rivers, should I call for a medical sylvari?
Veiled Depths: *Screams continue*
Rivers: Yeah. Let's get one in here. How does that sound buddy? We'll get those wounds patched up, and then we can get this whole mess figured out.
Veiled Depths: *sobbing* Why are you doing this?
Rivers: I told you friend. We're trying to help you, trying to save you. Whatever your superiors want, it's not gonna end well. I don't want to hurt you, but if you don't tell us what we need to know, we can't help you, and if this is what we have to do to get you talking, then it's what we'll do. You'll thank us when this is over. Praise be to the Torn Lotus.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Praise be to the Torn Lotus!
Veiled Depths: P-praise be to the Torn Lotus *Sobbing continues*
Rivers: That's more like it champ. Now, where were we?
A.M.A.N.D.A.: We have reason to believe that the Sidereal Exalted are plotting something? Can you divulge this plot?
Veiled Depths: I c-can't.
Rivers: Why not?
Veiled Depths: I know we're planning something...but it's like the details are missing.
Rivers: Memory Excisement. Son of a whore. Alright, we'll have to get Wings in here at some point and let him work on you.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Are there any details that you can recall.
Veiled Depths: Y-yes. The callibration moot. That's they day when it happens.
Rivers: You did good. Now, that medical Sylvari will be here soon to patch you up.
Veiled Depths: Praise be to the Torn Lotus.
Rivers: That's right. Praise be to the Torn Lotus.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: The subject is now unconcious.
Rivers: Good. Burn the sinner, we don't have time to let Wings play doctor trying to tease out memory fragments.
A.M.A.N.D.A.: Understood! Commencing incineration.
Veiled Depths: *Unintelligible Screams*
End of Log.