~David Crowley is being checked out after the brutal assault from his younger brother Vincent~
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David: "How's it look?"
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Trainer: "You'll be good for your match tonight, but you'll want to take it easy and go to a hospital and find out if you have a concussion."
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~Vincent Crowley enters the room and leers at his older brother~
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Vincent: "You know I just heard you'll be facing one Darth Rage here tonight. See bro? You'll either take care of my problem with Rage or he'll take care of you. Tonight I am the winner either way."
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David: "Vincent get out."
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~Vincent smiles at his brother before making the sign of the cross towards his brother~
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Vincent: "Good luck."
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~Vincent heads out of the room leaving the trainer and David alone~
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Trainer: "Well Mr. Crowley that's the best we can do for you here. Be careful out there."
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David: "Thanks."
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~David Crowley rises and heads out of the room mumbling something about friends and enemies and family~
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