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Seiya just shook his head, it was hard at times to be on earth without his fellow scouts, an outcast to the life he had once known, still it was what he had wanted, though young Seiya still knew that he would never have lived up to his true poitental as Fighter, not as long as his heart was still on this planet with its odd customs and strang way of life.

"Well, lets back, assuming we've taken care of things here for now."

Befor anyone else could have a chance to react Seiya yelled "Shootgun!" and made a mad dash for the frount of the car, he always did like to sit in the frount and didn't want anyone else to take his spot.

As soon as the car was started Seiya took contorl of the radio kicked his feet back and begain to sing along to the songs, it was the endo f what he considered a good day, and best he didn't think about his Odango..dammit, so much for not thingking about her.l

"So whats just about normal at the place?" Seiya comented as he pulled down the sun flap so he could look at himself in the mirror. "Well what passes as normal in that place at least." Damm he looked good.

Arriving at the airport A man with silver hair and goofy looking thick glasses that were round stepped off the plane and carefulyl made hsi way down to the terminal..He had gotten a letter from some guy and was curious..Since his job at the Vatican had gone sour after he supposedly died and Caterina-dono would not accept that he was alive again, he had no home..He was now just a priest..no longer a hound of the Vatican. he frowmed and looked at his wallet."Four Dinars.. I guess I have to walk..." he muttered.

(hope this is ok)

Abel saw the car and approached it."Um..I am father Nightroad, formerly of the Vatican.." he siad softly and his abttered case told tales of his many misadventures.

he worried that this driver was the unfriendly type.

Diana was bord, and half the staff were now undergoing a very bad case of the twiches, since Prety Boy had gone of the mission it ment that there was no one for Diana to talk to, which ment chaos, which ment sneeking up on poor unspescting agents and scaring the ever livign daylights out of them.

"Yep, wanna help me in a game of tramatiz the humans?" Diana snickered as she watched a guy that looked like he could bench press a dragon run downt he hall screaming like a little girl.