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[Two men appear sliding along the 'floor' of the Astral Plane, one clad in black and the other in red. They look like they're hugging each other as they rolled for a few more feet then come to a stop, their wake marred with bits of stone, wood, and the strong smell of gunpowder. The priest in black ends up on the bottom and lays there sucking in air, a cigarette still some how managing to stay glued to the corner of his mouth.]

"Th' fuck!"