Orazio had watched the whole verbal back-and-forth between the man in the suit, the other 2 teenagers and the main church observer unfold. The weirdly-dressed magus rocked his head curtly like a curious bird at the direction of each aggressor that took turns talking - from the church observer yelling at the man in the suit for bringing in with him what looked like a pretty harmless Servant (at least in Orazio's eyes, who didn't even bother checking the Servant's stats like any self-respecting magus was supposed to do), to the snobbish teenager claiming that the man had snuck his Servant there on purpose in order to kill them all, while the more subdued teenager did little to untense the situation. But, all that paled in comparison to the verbal chewing they all got from the man in question after they were done accusing him and threatening him.
After all was said and done, Orazio decided to finally open his big mouth again, amazed at how the man in the suit had so thoroughly destroyed his rivals with his words alone.
"Yooooo! Dude, that was so cool! You burned these people real good, gramps! Imagine how much more epic it would've been had you rapped too! You're like a natural gangsta! Oh... sorry your gurl got kicked out, by the way." After the self-called 'O.G.' was done fawning over the older Master, he turned to the others.
"Yo, for real, there's no reason to be so pissy. We're all here for a reason, aren't we? Now that the church boss is here, I bet he can explain what's the haps! That's hood talk for what's happening, by the way."
Meanwhile, outside the cathedral, Assassin noticed the bluish green-haired woman from a few minutes earlier walking out of the building looking quite cross. If she had attended the church meeting, that must've meant that she was involved in the Grail War too, Assassin reasoned. She was right under her tree now. She was so close... so close... With Presence Concealment active, the girl probably wouldn't have felt a thing until it was too late. Assassin could finish her off quickly. Two strikes on the back, one on the skull... just like her faithless dog of a husband. But no... Assassin opted not to strike. Even if she had been summoned in this Grail War as the Heroic Spirit of Murder, she couldn't bring herself to kill somebody who looked so... innocent! What if the girl didn't deserve to die? What if she'd just been dragged into this silly War against her will?
Before Assassin would've had any more time to ponder over that, the blue-haired girl started angrily punching the cherry blossom tree repeatedly, her punches somehow having enough force to cause the entire tree to shake wildly. Assassin tried to balance herself on the moving tree, but ended up losing her footing and falling off. This also caused her to lose her focus for a split second, which resulted in her Presence Concealment being deactivated. Despite that blunder, Assassin was nimble enough to not allow herself to be further embarassed by landing face-first on the ground. Instead, the black-haired woman did a very acrobatic backflip while still in mid-fall, landing perfectly next to the angry, blue-haired girl. As the archaic-dressed woman landed, her bare feet barely made a sound upon touching the grass, silent as a cat's paws. She stared silently at the secretary-dressed girl for a few silent seconds. Assassin knew the girl should be able to see her by now, and she also knew that she should be able to figure out that she's a Servant quite easily considering what she was wearing. While Assassin was not exactly the sociable type, she thought it would be prudent given the circumstances to at least attempt to strike a civil conversation.
"I saw you enter the church with a man earlier. Since he is still in there, but you are out here, I take it to mean that he is your Master and you are his Servant. Am I correct?" Assassin asked in a straight tone. She then planted her axe on the ground to show the blue-haired girl that she had no intention of starting a fight for the time being.
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