Imelda Constanzi's Story

Access was granted to the Aschen fleet to a number of surface level intel- mainly who was coming, who was going, and when. The why was recorded on happenstance- meaning, it wasn't always present.

They would find record of Carmen coming, but not of her going.
The ULEA would find similar access levels granted, if they so searched for it.

The reason for the lockdown was not a result of Carmen's activities in Blue Heaven, but of a corpse being found in Starwind Plaza. The scene of murder was quickly quarantined by Blue Heaven agents. They began to sift through what was left of the crowd, asking questions.

Meanwhile, the doors of Hotel Zafiro slowly closed. The Blue Heaven agents worked their way closer and closer to the source of the crime, though they still had no idea.

Y'know what? Actually, fuck this guy.
"I'll be seeing you, actually. I have some business to attend to."
Without another word, Donovan sprints up the steps and into Hotel Zafiro, turning as he's at the last steps, throwing a mock salute at the LDA agent before stepping into the doors.

An officer approached the Strange Man, while another head towards Hotel Zafiro.

"Excuse me sir," they asked plainly, "Did you see anything suspicious recently? This is regarding a recent murder in-" their radio buzzed. With a tap they activated the mic and said into it, "Yes?"

The message came through an ear piece, but it relayed the information regarding Hotel Zafiro's closing of the doors- and the murder which had apparently happened inside. They tapped the mic and responded, "They may be correlated. We are almost done with our sweep in Starwind Plaza". It was relayed back that the other districts reported their sweeps as completed. There were only a couple spots left to clear. The highest density locations.

The officer was then ordered to find the aforementioned correlation if they could. Clean things up nice and tight with a shiny bow. They mic'd in an affirmative and looked back to the man.

"My apologies. Did you see anything suspicious recently?"

The lights resumed their normal cadence. A voice came through the speakers.



There were a few screens in the corner of the plaza with a newly added a suspect to their reel of wanted posters.

The man didn't react as the first officer left, nor did he react when the second approached him. he simply smirked, and lowered his glasses slightly down the bridge of his nose to regard the officer, and expose his sharp blue eyes.

"Not a thing." He replied, and then reset the glasses back onto his face. "I have no information for you." He added as he began to calibrate his Bifrost node. He knew about the murder in the plaza, it was wetwork, state sponsored assassination. He had to neutralize an information source before the collaborator went back to the Dellevons. Director Angel didn't want the IIA implicated in the mess that was inevitably to follow.

Turning, he started to walk away.

Imelda Constanzi noted that this area was clear, and went back to their usual business elsewhere in Blue Heaven.

Amidst the ebb and flow of commotion, the rise and fall of lockdowns, and the relentless advance and withdrawal of the Aschen forces, a solitary figure observed with an unsettling nonchalance, swaying in an almost drunken manner as he paced and lingered through each tumultuous event. There was an undeniable sense of amusement in the air, and his curiosity had been piqued like a dormant flame suddenly ignited.

With a mischievous grin, the man in the messy yellow jacket and tinted glasses quipped to no one in particular, "Wowie zowie, somebody kicked up the hornet's nest," punctuating his words with a swig from his bottle, all the while anxiously scratching his head. "Ehhh, funny, but meaningless though, not exactly my problem. It does nothing for me, and it's not really my neck on the line, now is it? Not worth the chips. Bleaugh."

With an indifferent shrug, he sauntered away, absentmindedly pecking at his forehead as he moved in a leisurely pace, swaying stride from side to side, almost stumbling as he did so.