Urth walked into the airport, holding his
ten tickets aloft. Somebody out there really wanted to give him a second chance after last time. As he walked through the metal detector, a swarm of security guards descended upon the scene and searched him for any weapons. They discovered a shotgun, rocket launcher, two pistols, and a knife.
"Just where did you think you were going with this." said the guard who was holding the rocket launcher.
"Umm... to a werewolf convention?"
"Nonsense. Everyone knows there's no such thing as werewolves. Come with me."
Urth steadfastly protested against this "
I promise I'll be civil, just please give me back by guns!"
"No dice mole."
As the guards dragged him away, he heard his plane arriving. With no hesitation he bit one of the guards holding him and kicked the other guard away, then ran to the other side of the airport where his ride awaited.
When he got there, the plane was just fixing to leave. He charged into the boarding area, slapping his tickets down on the counter, and leapt inside before the door was closed. He collapsed in the first open seat he found. "Just a few hours to rest before leading a crusade of love and peace!
" he said to himself.
OOC: Bleh, if the last applicant posted an angel... well, the last one I saw posted devil, and kugetsu also posted devil, I'm going with angel.