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[center][h3]Excalibur Hotel, Paradise -----> Police Station, Downtown[/h3]
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He was of the Rider class. That meant he could easily drive such a modern vehicle with ease. It was after all, the purpose of his class. And yet, he craved a chariot. And yet, as Ashurbanipal sat behind the wheel of that limo, he found the knowledge came to him so easily. This is so much better than walking. 

His foot hit the gas, and despite the vehicle's less than graceful nature, it was so easy for him to find that sweet spot. The garage door opened, and he spun the wheel. Suddenly hitting the road, cutting off another vehicle in the process. His tires squealing, and his eyes on the road. He didn't break any laws, not ones that would get him attention anyway... He'd probably ditch the vehicle later, and get something a bit more graceful, like a cab. 
Exhaust sputtered out, and he drove down the road. Away from the fighters. Away from the masters and servants bickering and brawling. He was thankful that another showed up, since that meant it was unlikely he'd be chased by a combat hungry fighter. They'd all find themselves after all. He had to put his systems in place. 

Sure, he was no caster that would hide in their base all war, but he was certainly no Saber who would run out into public, swinging their sword about without hesitation. He was a more... Graceful kind of ruler. He wanted his resources. He needed his knowledge. 
[color=f7941d]"Everything you said is perfectly possible."[/color] He said, adjusting the mirror as he made a harsh turn. With his luck, practically every light was green. Perhaps that was just servant luck. Or just great timing.

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[color=f7941d]"Set up a bounded field."[/color] Ashurbanipal didn't need to say it, but he felt it necessary to say so anyway. Their vehicle had pulled across the street from the police station, the first step in their current plans. Stretching for a moment, Rider didn't even step out of the vehicle. Instead, he began to disappear, vanishing into light as he returned to his spiritual form. It was better to do such, than to put a face on any cameras that might be sitting outside the station. 

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[u][b]The Las Vegas Police Department[/b][/u]

The police station was a bustle. For many reasons, but on this particular night they were bringing in several members arrested in a gang fight. Paperwork would be a nightmare. Not that any of them would be getting the chance to do such, as a spirit drifted through their building. The camera room was the first spot of interest. No faces. No evidence... 
He materialized in the camera room, standing behind the only guard in front of the various monitors. Too busy looking at the monitors that he didn't even have a moment to react before Ashurbanipal grabbed him by the neck. Lifting him from his chair, he threw the guard behind him. A portal opening up, to drag that man all the way to a torture chamber that was already being set up in anticipation. 

Ashurbanipal raised his hand, and the camera system was destroyed. Spears fired from golden portals by his side, impaling the machines and ripping them apart with ease. The entire system suddenly went down, and soon, he began to patrol the halls. It was quick, efficent. The whole process from parking his car to returning to it took about a minute, at most two. He would hold up a hand, and chains would lash out from the portals he could summon. Each grabbing an officer or criminal, some even two at once, and dragging them suddenly backwards. None raised their guns in time, and none stood a chance against a servant. 

One raised his gun, only to find the weapon shattered in his hands, and then his whole body yanked towards the robed man who was casually strolling through their station. The jail cells were emptied, the police on staff all vanished... 

Ashurbanipal returned to a spiritual state, and appeared next in the driver seat of his vehicle. 
[color=f7941d]"Master, I hope I didn't keep you waiting."[/color] Ashurbanipal said, with a smile on his lips. [color=f7941d]"There were roughly one hundred individuals in that station. A healthy amount of bodies, wouldn't you agree?"[/color] He took a noticeable pleasure in this. The people now filling his prison were two different kinds. Bringers of justice, and bringers of chaos. Now, both would be sharing the same idolized fate. 
[color=f7941d]"So, onto the next station?"[/color]