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[center][h3]Police Station, Downtown -----> Police Station, Sunrise[/h3]
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Adjusting his seat, Ashurbanipal was back in the driver seat. His fingers running against the steering wheel, and feeling each groove in the gear shift. He could already tell he would prefer a manual over an automatic. Better control over the gears, less wear. Perfect for a Rider who might need to make certain turns another couldn't. 

[color=f7941d]"We shall keep to the plan. Nobody has made any moves, and I'd rather get this done before the night ends. We're both at the highest risk right now, so keeping an active pace would be beneficial in the long, and short term. We're less likely to be attacked the further we move from the epicenter of the war."[/color] A simple plan, but simple didn't always mean it would work. Simply that it required the least amount of specific circumstances or leaps in logic to accomplish. But, his master clearly had other worries on her mind. Ones he might have to alleviate. 

[color=f7941d]"We cannot rule out a Saber. I would not be surprised if one simply refuses to use a sword for the first night, to try and hide their identity. After all, some swords are so famous that they can give an identity away instantly."[/color] Ashurbanipal said. [color=f7941d]"But... But..."[/color] He rolled those buts around a bit. [color=f7941d]"Caster would never fight in such a way, unless they're uniquely qualified for hand to hand combat. Which, I doubt such an oddity would appear, or at least tip their hand so early. So, the choices are Archer, Lancer, Berserker, and Assassin. Assassin is also out, since no assassin would ever attack publicly so early either. Unless, as before with caster, there is a unique oddity. Which we are better off ruling out unless later proved wrong. So, we can assume that the three are either Lancer, Archer, or Berserker."[/color] 

He waited for some descriptions of the fight's progress, before throwing in some opinions. [color=f7941d]"The one with the bench... I'm going to assume is the Lancer. It's the kind of weapon a Lancer would prefer if trying to hide their spear. Archer is the red headed one, by mere account of the third arrival being a far better fit for the Berserker class. Throwing a car sounds like them."[/color] He took a turn, almost tempted to just hit the gas and speed off even faster than he was going right now. 

The car slowed at a traffic light. There weren't any other cars on the road at the moment, since they were slightly off the usual main roads that people might be taking in or out of the city. Their pleasant conversation was interrupted then, in the most filthy manner possible. Three hookers, knocking on the window. 
[color=bc8dbf]"Hey there cutie!"[/color] One shouted through the window. [color=bc8dbf]"Can you give us a ride? We're low on cash, but it's getting cold out here, and we've always wanted to drive in comfort."[/color] One of the three even flashed their breasts. Unsightly. Annoying, and after that, they just kept rapping on the window. The light was still red. 

[color=f7941d]"Forgive me Master... I cannot let this stand."[/color] Ashurbanipal said, letting out a trickle of magical energy. Three portals opened up around the vehicle, and before any of the three prostitutes could change their minds, three spears launched out. Like claws that dug into that exposed skin, and pulled them away into the golden portals. Each of the three gone in a moment. 

[color=f7941d]"This entire city is the pits. Were my beautiful Assyria still around, I'd have torn this entire city apart for the good of humanity."[/color] He said, and hit the gas as soon as the light turned green. There were doubtfully any witnesses. And if there was, they would either be drunk, or just assume their eyes had played tricks on them. Still, it was a poor action on his part. A bit of disgust at the girls, and in himself for allowing such a moment transpire. 

[color=f7941d]"Tell me, is prostitution like this normal now? In my time, the sacred prostitute Shamhat brought honor to her position. They welcomed, rather than harassed... Humanity has degraded."[/color]