[center][h2][b]Just Another Tourist[/b][color=2e2c2c]?[/color][/h2][/center]

"You know, it's awfully dangerous for you young folk to be climbing up big old radio towers without hard hats on." A voice called out from below Atalanta and Bellerophon, an aging man with balding grey hair wearing typical old people clothes. He didn't appear to be all that impressive really, he was a bit short, hunched over and breathing heavily, a little bit on the stout side if we were being honest. indeed, this looked to be a normal old man, out of shape and in his twilight years trying to call out to some crazy youth who were doing something reckless. So why is it then, that he was climbing the radio tower after them, his hands knowing exactly where to go to ascend in just the right fashion. And why was it, that neither Archer nor Rider had sensed this old man, until he was merely five yards away from them, hundreds of feet off the ground. "You might fall if you're not careful. All it takes is a little-"

It was instant, the way the old man shifted. One moment he seemed tired, trembling even as he ascended the tower towards the two Servants, the next he was right next to Bellerophon on the same support pylon with a youthful glint in his eyes as he stared down the Rider with a smile. [b][color=royalblue]"-surprise to make you lose your balance!"[/color][/b] In one swift motion the old man pulled off his jacket, obscuring his face and body for just long enough for the veil to be lifted, and for Assassin to reveal his true form in flashy form.

An explosion of blue confetti and white smoke, along with several dozen playing cards flying through the air past Bellerophon, slowly fading away to reveal what just might be the loudest person in existence, both in dress and demeanor. A young man in bright contrasting colors, a tuxedo of pure white with a royal blue dress shirt underneath, white gloves, white dress pants, and a tall white top hat with a blue ribbon wrapped around the base. This wasn't even mentioning the comically over sized monocle on his face or the explosion of playing cards flying through the air around him as he tossed aside the jacket he had once worn. [b][color=royalblue]"So did I scare ya? Come on now, I gotta know if the guys I'm working with scare easy! I have to plan my heist around you after all, can't have a crew that scares easy!"[/color][/b] He grabbed a support bar above him and stepped backwards off the pylon Bellerophon stood on, swinging to another behind him without even looking and lightly touching down as he straightened out his tie and tipped his hat to Atalanta. 

[b][color=royalblue]"So my master told me I'm not allowed to introduce myself to you guys, but I told him to go stuff it one I saw the little kitty up here. He's even screaming at me now, but nothing can hold back true love!"[/color][/b] The unknown Servant waggled his eyebrows at Atalanta suggestively, a playful grin on his face as he looked up at her, trying to get the perfect angle to see what was going on underneath that- he quickly straightened out and looked back at her face. [b][color=royalblue]"So lets start this introduction with style and pizzazz, just like everything should be done in the world! I am the King of Crooks, the Monarch of Muggers, the Sultan of Swindling and the most famous Gentleman Thief in the world, Arsene Lupin! Also known as Assassin of Black, Servant of Asmar Sharir. Oh man he is really getting loud now, is there a mute button on this whole mental connection thing?"[/color][/b] He poked a pinky finger into his right ear, an annoyed expression on his face as he dealt with the full brunt of his Master's wrath over screaming his True Name to the world. [color=royalblue][b]"I'm afraid I missed the initial meet and greet when y'all were summoned though, so I gotta know the name of this enchanting beauty."[/b][/color] Arsene stared at Atalanta as he said this, a dopey smile crossing his face once more as he stared up at her.