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[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[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!"

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[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[tries a few deep breaths, nodding to himself as his ribs don't jar so much and he can still breath fine] It'll work. Thanks... [turns to look at Vash and stops talking, just looking at him instead]

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[stares at him for a moment before pulling his arms back, scooting back from him as well] Then maybe we should get going.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[blinks, grabs and shakes off his coat and tugs it back on and checks his .45] Yeah. Let's chase 'em outta town.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[climbs up to his feet, checking to make sure Wolfwood's ready before disappearing back off the Plane]

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[moves a tad slower than normal as he gets to his feet and poofs back to town]