July 19th/Time: 9:00 AM
"Following the story on the recent robbery and arson attack on a Transit Vehicle south of Junyo headed for the Kazuma National Bank. The police have reported that they have found strange entry wounds on the drivers, as well as the charred remains of what appear to be arrows nearby. We await further information, while this story unfolds. In addition, earlier today eyewitnesses caught sight of a young girl-"
"Last night, two more bodies were discovered with their heads cut off! This is crazy! What the heck are the police even doing out there?
They need to find this freak fast, or there's gonna be-"
"GOOOOOD morning Junyo-cho, and welcome back to-
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"The Parallel Grail War has started."
Various media channels, various radio signals, all being monitored and swiftly censored, modified, or deleted on the spot, memories of them altered or transfixed in order to preserve the fabric of society. At the center of that sat the watchful eye of Muninn, which was currently researching methods to combat those individuals bearing the strength of figures from myth and legend; Card Masters. Whosoever was already affiliated with them would be contacted immediately, and the city was unofficially put in a state of high alert.
A company of Magi gathered in organized secrecy from society in order to combat such a threat would of course have already planned countermeasures - One of which was soon to take hold.
"Director, the bait has been taken. Target Beta has already started spending the bait cash around the city; Local bars, clubs, and the like. The two homunculi have also been disposed of." A relatively handsome young man would explain, his head bowed in respect as his dark attire and hair stood out and clashed against the entirely white room he stood in. White walls that reflected everything, white furniture that was dulled and rough, and behind his little white desk sat an aged, but not quite elderly man bearing an aura of serenity about him. It was as if the world itself wasn't teetering on the edge of oblivion as he stood out like a sore thumb, his gray hair fitting, the completely colorless room, but the sharp black suit he wore along with a strangely...even more out of place pink and yellow tessellated triangular tie. "Nice work then Seamus. Let's keep the pressure on Beta, he can't keep slipping away from us forever. Dismissed." he said, the younger man Seamus taking his leave at that.
On his desk sat a beige folder stuffed full of documents on cases of mysterious murders, the very same beheadings conducted by Target Alpha. Flipping through the rather grim coroner reports as well as the police reports of the incidents. Always in alleys, always to criminals, and always quiet. Far too quiet for the precision of the murders conducted. Beta would be simple, but...Alpha was elusive. Smarter. Practically undetectable as well, since if they were indeed using the power of a Servant to conduct these acts, there would be no trace of a murder weapon. Leaning back in his chair, Matias Ansgar let out a deep sigh before shutting the folder, kicking up his feet on his desk and muttering: "Honestly...are we really going to need to throw more Homunculus into this one too? What kind of stunt does the Clock Tower expect us to pull without sending us more funding?" as he completely dropped the (very slight) guise of seriousness he'd had before. Ceasing his griping to nobody in particular, the Director would instead start spinning in his chair in order to think...and he'd really only stop unless someone came in, or if he couldn't take it any more. Mysteriously sometimes the Targets would just outright dissapear...it seemed as if one of the Card Masters had been busy already and was keeping under the radar. Whether this was friend or foe was currently unknown, but Matias didn't care much as it meant less work for him.
Calling on Card Masters for this would be troublesome enough already if they were present, but...as far as their intelligence knew, their only available asset was Ms. Kaur. As such, she would receive the call for Beta's location for the time being. A rather sleazy bar known for cheap booze, women with fat asses, and being an overall hole of depravity and human waste. Naturally fighting there would be a foolish action without knowing the extent of the servant, as well as due to the casualties that would ensue. The choice was her's to proceed as she would.
However, the faintest of tuggings could be felt on the hearts of the Class Cards, as even without a proper Grail War to fight, there was a certain...connection between the servants within the Cards that could be used to at least somewhat track one another down. Whether it be the power of the Throne, or of the heroes themselves was anyone's guess. Regardless, the general location of a Master was locatable, but difficult to pinpoint. But, finding a needle in a haystack is far easier once you know which haystack of many the needle is in.
