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[hr][h2]CODE-NAME: [color=gold]KHRYSEOS[/color][/h2][h3]Foreign District > Latin District
Observing Potential Opposition[/h3][hr]
[@Crusader Lord][@ManyThings][@SSW][@1Charak2][@Sunglass]
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Like a black streak in the evening, Isidore hopped between the rooftops like some sort of urban shinobi. Originally, he had been looking for other familiars within the area, though his search in the end bore no fruit. In the end, Isidore figured it would be best not to worry about such small trivialities while the night is still young. Instead, the alchemist began to finally work on seeking out his enemies instead. Part of Isidore's objectives were to ensure that an artifact with as much potential power as the Holy Grail does not end up in the wrong hands should he be unable to obtain it himself, and accomplishing that would require him to be proactive in learning his opponents.

Of course, Isidore also had a wish of his own.

Dipping into an empty alleyway, Isidore removed his helmet, placing it back into his gym bag before he began to slip on the same stylishly gray hoodie he was wearing just moments before. The alchemist figured that it would be in his best interest to at least [i]look[/i] normal enough, especially given that his own Servant would trail behind with their presence concealed. It would be troublesome if the cyborg, in his armor-like frame, was mistook for that very same hero the Gavros had sought to emulate from afar. In any case, Isidore began to take the streets, the calculations in his head deducing that The Core would likely be where most activity was taking place. As he made his way due north, however, a stinging feeling would surge in Isidore's wrist.

[color=gold][i]What's this? A gathering of that magnitude?[/i][/color]

Isidore quickly made his way towards the anomaly, the pain stemming from his Command Spells becoming more apparent as he made his way towards a mass congregation occurring at the border between the Latin and Residential districts. At the same time, however, the surge of magical energy was not grand enough to assume that combat was taking place. Rather, based on Isidore's own calculations, it seems that either hostilities are about to take place, or negotiations are taking place. If it were the latter, that would be especially troublesome to Isidore's objectives. It would be in his best interest that such an alliance would be nipped in the bud. More than one strong Servant working together may prove to be a large obstacle, after all. Finding a nice alleyway far enough from the group to conceal himself in, the alchemist found a nice place to settle in, concealed from the public eye as he began to take off his hoodie once again, transferring his consciousness into Assassin to allow himself to see through his Servant's eyes.

[color=gold][i]Assassin, observe the congregation and listen in to what they are discussing. Trail them if they leave, but do your best to stay hidden. I'll follow you to the best of my ability. If they come rushing for me, I'll let you know.[/i][/color]