[@Guess Who],[@Fourze],[@Suku]
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A couple of people might have been wondering what a [i]little[/i] girl was doing there, but at least one person was willing to speak up, giving Marie the info that it looked like some kind of black sword with red writing on it all over. The woman describing it said that it definitely looked like foreign writing, and definitely wasn't in English characters. After a few more minutes, someone else would bring up that they'd walked around the block just as the assailant had the officer on the ground and had some kind of weird black armor on. Though from the way he was describing it, it was more obvious that the assailant was different from the one that would be reported robbing transit vehicles...given that the news reports didn't show them having a tiara. 

Regardless, unless the trio felt like investigating around the entire city for that specific woman with just the three of them, it'd take an insane amount of time. Perhaps that was best left to the police. They'd be able to get a composite sketch from a witness, one could assume.

[color=00aeef][b]"We've gotten the saliva swabbed from the Card. It might still be a bit unsanitary, but one of you should try and cull the Servant inside's favor. A first hand account would be invaluable."[/b][/color] Seamus piped up, holding the bag with the Assassin Class Card. He didn't especially care on who got it, but if one were to Install it to try and force a connection, then it'd be best to not be in public. Maybe just inside Seamus' car would work. Regardless, it wasn't likely that one would want to connect their mind to one who'd lend their powers to murder...

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[@Etranger]
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[color=DEB19E][i]"Yep...just keep waiting..."[/i][/color] the man about to assault Sajan thought to himself, his sword turning in his hand as a shield materialized on his opposite arm, emblazoned with three white feathers standing up straight painted onto it. It seemed that he wasn't an Archer class after all, judging by his eagerness for close quarters, his blade slicing through the air like butter as Sajan approached, her Kirpan clashing with his blade and letting sparks fly, the grin on his face slightly visible from inside his helmet as he moved to try and push her with his weight. Whatever his Card's Strength was, it seemed he was a hair's breadth stronger than Guru's Strength, and if Sajan intended to end this quickly, she'd need to think fast and act faster to find a chink in that black plate mail.

Suddenly, a whiz echoed past Sajan's ear, the distinct heat of something burning being able to be felt, even if for just a moment. The arrows had come from behind him, and as he started moving the slightest bit to expose his side, Sajan could see that several more were being fired...not from any human source, but from his own shadow, as well as that of a nearby water tower. [color=DEB19E][b]"Chevauchée!"[/b][/color] the man proclaimed with a grin, before shots began to be fired from the shadows of buildings surrounding them. Whatever this Noble Phantasm was, it seemed he was confident enough to not get hit by his own arrows to use it inches from Sajan, trying to turn her into a blazing pincushion from multiple directions. 

Even with how staggering such an ability was, Sajan still could count on her own Install providing more speed than this man's...at least, one could assume from the armor. Speed would be key to avoiding those deadly flaming shots, as well as slipping a knife right through the man's heart. From the corner of her eye, Sajan would likely see some Muninn workers evacuating people from the area. If there was any time to reposition to fire, or find a more favorable location to lure the man to, it would be now while the location was emptying. The arrows, while focused on her, seemed inaccurate and more just relying on luck as to whether they'd land or not, since a few were landing a dozen feet away at the edges of the rooftop. 

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