Setting up the last of the dead Galbadian soldiers so that the alley mug scene fit, he looked up and around. He still felt like something was wrong. Shedding his uniform so he could blend in, he dug around in a dumpster and smiled when his hand finally found it and grasped the item. [color=Gold]"Xerox, you're a miracle worker."[/color] Grunting, he pulled free his scythe of the garbage and spun it to shake off the remaining trash and then slid it into it's sling. He slid the holster for his pistol on then holstered it as well, or at least went to until he heard something. Stopping and signalling Kein and Syrus to stop moving, he listened again. [color=Gold][i]There.[/i][/color] The sound of feet shifting ever so slightly as they stood still, and the breathing of someone trying to not be heard.

Moving forward carefully, he drew his pistol from it's holster and stopped to listen again. To his left, just at the end of the alley. Sliding along the wall, he counted to three and then spun around and squeezed off three rounds in quick succession. In the close quarters, they didn't miss and the man fell to the ground, bleeding. Rummaging around his person, he finally found the PSA ID and cursed. [color=Gold]{This is Assault Team one to all SeeDs. The PSA is tailing us, just gunned down a tail near the kill site. I repeat, we are being tailed.}[/color]