[@Etranger][@Suku][@Guess Who]
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The old man sitting before them seemed jovial once a hand was extended, giving Philip a firm shake and a smile, suddenly producing two cups from the palm of his other hand, giving a kind of "friendly grandpa" smile to Marie. [color=FFFFE0][b]"Well, since you two came all the way here, how about some tea? Made myself a pot, but it seems like a waste to just let it go cold,"[/b][/color] he offered already filling up the cups after letting go of Philip's hand, refilling his own while he was at it. The smell of raspberry's drifted out of the three white cups, the faintest hint of steam pushing out the top of the cups, indicating that it was still warm. Leaving the three, Seamus went to go take care of business elsewhere. Not that he was needed for the explanation, anyways. 

[color=FFFFE0][b]"I know that I have a lot of explaining to do, but first, I'd like to wait for the two of you to meet one of our top agents, who's also a Card Master. I'm glad that you took us up on our offer though. Better to have friends than enemies."[/b][/color] he said, nursing his drink with a small sip. [color=FFFFE0][b]"Ah, but I'm being rude. I'm Matias Ansgar, and this is the company the Clock Tower stuck me in."[/b][/color]

After literally leaving it at that, Matias went back to throwing darts at the board, seeming to have gotten more from nowhere. This...seemed to be a hobby of his.
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Sajan was quickly approached by a team of paramedics, as well as a nearby Muninn employee directing them. It seemed that they definitely valued him being alive, judging from the way they were scrambling to save his life from the precipice of death. Sajan wouldn't be left in the dark however as Miller was quick to respond. [color=FF3333][b]"We'll take care of cleanup and extraction of the prisoners. Good work Sajan. If you're hurt anywhere, make sure to let the medical staff know. Healing magic is a lot harder on yourself than others...or so I've been told, at least."[/b][/color]

Abigail Miller, the strangely knowledgeable non-magus flung into a shadow war for humanity's survival. While Sajan wouldn't know all that much about her, save for her apparent talents given that she'd risen to what was close to an executive position in a lucrative company. It seemed like an awful lot of responsibility to juggle along with giving orders to Muninn's field workers and Card masters.

Regardless, the woman spoke once again: [color=FF3333][b]"The Director wants to talk to you personally...it seems he has guests he wants you to meet. Oh, and don't forget to bring the Class Card in for examination. I'll buy you coffee later, okay? Next time, I'll make sure our info is accurate."[/b][/color] Despite her failures, she definitely seemed to want to make it up to Sajan, having apparently forgotten to call her "Agent Lastname". She didn't even really know if Sajan liked coffee, it just kinda seemed like the responsible thing to do beyond a half-assed over the phone apology. Regardless, Sajan was free to return at her own pace after making sure any potential injuries or burns she suffered were treated. The staff were already taking care of arresting the two, having pulled the Black Knight's accomplice out of Sajan's car. 
[center][h3]Case Closed. Time: 11:36 AM, July 19th[/h3][/center]
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When she would return though, and enter the director's office, she'd see the Director at his usual game of darts despite the mountain of paperwork on his desk that seemed, purely on previous events, unfinished. As well, she would see the two much younger people in the room, one with [url=https://i.imgur.com/WAUddX4.png]Ice Blue hair[/url], and one with [url=https://i.imgur.com/QbyVMDS.jpg]Fiery Red hair[/url]...both radiating the mana of a Card Master. Well, it certainly looked like her workload was about to decrease greatly. [color=FFFFE0][b]"Hey, Sajan, go ahead and take a seat, I've got a lot of explaining to do here."[/b][/color]
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[@Enkryption]
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Watching out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the girl diving into the sewer water. Well...that threw plan A out the window. However, judging from the hissing and the scales, he couldn't help but assume that whatever Spirit was within that card, it certainly must have ties to dragons or serpents. Medusa...? No, the name Anchin sounded Eastern. Some sort of Japanese spirit was the easiest for him to discern from the attire, but the rest was left a mystery. Usually confident in his ability to try and discern someone's Heroic Spirit, Seamus was flatly stumped before thinking quickly of how to turn this to his advantage. Hurriedly running away down the sewer passage, Seamus dipped his right glove into the water, whispering: [b]"Take shape, Eisdecke."[/b] as the mental image of a crack forming in an icecube passed in his mind, the water beneath him suddenly snapping to cold, as if all the heat was sucked out of it. Knowing for certain that that'd pose no threat at all to a servant.

As such, he took a deep breath before pressing his palm to the sheets of ice, Reinforcing them as prana flowed through them, hardening each individual layer of the ice into being harder than steel. Continuing to run along the side of the passages of the sewer, Seamus finally got through to Miller, cutting her off immediately. [color=00aeef][b]"Abigail, I'm in deep. A girl is chasing me with a Class Card, some sort of Japanese Berserker. Currently in the sewers in the upper part of town...I need Rider, stat."[/b][/color] 

[color=FF3333][b]"R-Right, Rider is already out on the town, so I'll tell her to head in to pick you up."[/b][/color]

With that coming in, Seamus was at least reassured in the possibility of escaping death by snoo snoo with an underage snake girl chasing him, hoping that she wasn't able to break through his Mystic Code's ice.
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