[This is not a journal post; it is broadcast from the radio in Zangetsu. The Winding Way’s radio room will pick it up, as will anyone else who happens to be tuned in to the frequency. It is transmitted right after
this log.]
[his voice is obviously agitated; far from panicked, but there is an urgent, almost frenzied overtone -- he’s loud, talking over the roar of Zangetsu’s engine] Nick! Ilya! This is Ichigo! Come in!
Dammit, come in! Watanuki’s in critical condition, and I don’t know how long he’s going to last, so pick up the goddamn headset already! I need medics waiting in the Way’s hangar with a stretcher!