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July 15, 1423 New Zoradia, Zoran 11:30 AM Overtime The streets were packed with people from across the country gathered in the capital to hear the news to be announced by the queen. News channels were interviewing politicians and Ministers to try and get some clue as to what news the queen is going to announce only to receive commentary on the occasion and the political situation of the country without any real answer. All noise from the crowd started to die down as soon as Queen Adsila began walking onto the stage to stand behind the podium, “Good morning, today is a momentous occasion for the country. Since the defeat of the Corpocracy, the country has had a provisional government organizing the reconstruction and governance of the nation, but today that has come to an end. On this day, a new constitution for the Zoranian government has been ratified and an official government has been established for the people of Zoran.” The crowd roared with cheers and shouting at the news, a feeling of hope filled the streets of New Zoradia as the people felt confident in the future of their country for the first time in years. Adsila soon continued, “The entire constitution can be found online and it will be distributed to the press at the end of this event. With the ratification of the constitution, it is my pleasure to announce that elections to the dikahnawadvsdi aninotlvsgi iyunadai (National Council of Lawmakers) shall begin in a few months! Details on elections and voting can be found on the Office of Election’s website and election officials shall be visiting various communities and providing information sessions on voting and supervising registration for the upcoming elections.” The roaring increased with intensity at this news and the crowd began chanting the queen’s name. “It has been a tumultuous few years filled with uncertainty and pain, but now I can say that we are firmly on a path towards a new dawn for Zo-” That was when a bang echoed through the streets followed by Adsila falling to the ground. Raspberry Berets and other security ran to the body of the queen as terrified screams filled the air and panic spread like wildfire through the crowd. Police began to try and quell the crowd, trying to control the tide of people to reduce risk of injury in the crowd. The queen’s body was quickly carried off and the hope that once hung over the nation was now dimmed as the nation worried about the fate of the Adsila. Meanwhile in a distant hotel room, a man packed up their rifle and hid it in the room service cart and continued on with his disguise. He didn’t think it would go so smoothly but apparently he was wrong, all he had to do now was hide the rifle and keep a low profile until he could safely leave the country. After going through a few more rooms, he went down to the staff room, took the case out of the cart, and walked out of the backdoor. He then tossed the case into the dumpster and removed his gloves. He then walked a few blocks before tossing the gloves into another dumpster along the way. While he knew it was likely sloppy, he was confident that the law enforcement would be competent enough to link it all to him. If I get through this, there will be no doubts in Tanamara Tsinohewu’s mind that I am worth my fee. New Zoradia, Zoran 12:00 AM Overtime Yenuha Aditsi, General Waholi, Director Soyohata, Interior Minister Yonaguska A’ama, and city police chief Ahuludegi A’gakohdi push past members of the press as they make their way to Adsila’s house to discuss recent events. “We will not be answering questions right now.” Waholi says as he shoves the door closed with a grunt. “How could we let this happen!?” Yenuha exclaims, “Did the Royal Guard and the Raspberry Berets not scout the area a week in advance and station people on the rooftops!?” “Of course we did!” replied Yonaguska, “No one reported any suspicious activity during the speech so how this gunman was able to pull off the shot is beyond me!” “Do you think it was a foreign power? The commie fujansk perhaps?” asked Waholi, dabbing his head with a handkerchief, “The fujansk rank last on the list of possible suspects.” answered Soyohata, “Hell, I would suspect the Giovannilandians before the fujansk. But we have not had any reports or warning of any kind that would point to an assassination attempt. It is too early to start pointing fingers until we get more details on the crime scene.” “Agreed,” began Yenuha, “Yonaguska, have all transportation in and out of the city closed off and ground all flights in the country until we find the person behind this. Start investigating things ASAP and get guards around the Queen’s hospital room.” Yonaguska nodded and started making the necessary calls while Chief A’gakohdi cleared his throat, “Ah yes, Chief A’gakohdi. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about you.” said Yenuha while having actually completely forgotten about the city’s police chief, “We could use your men’s help in blocking traffic in and out of the city.” “That’s a given, sir, but might I offer our best detective to help in this investigation?” said Ahuludegi, “Umm, sure. We need as much help as we can get.” “Will do, sir.” he then goes off to radio into the station leaving Waholi and Yenuha alone at the entrance of the house. “What would you like the military to do, Yenuha?” “Nothing, we don’t need the civilians to be panicking any more than they are now.” “Are you sure? Not even martial law?” “Especially not martial law. And do not go anywhere near the press! Leave them to me.” Yenuha says before heading on to their office while Waholi glared at him as he left. He turned his gaze to the door where the press awaits, the gears in his head turning as he thought about what he could gain from the opportunity.