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~The camera cuts backstage, focusing on the locker room door. The door opens and Shiadow steps out, wearing his full robes. The door closes softly behind him and he makes his way down the hall~
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Voice from behind: "Shiadow!"
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~Upon hearing this voice, we focus on his face. His eyes narrow in recognition~
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Shiadow: "You...I was wondering when I'd run into you."
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~The camera moves to the side, revealing Jack Power standing behind him in his wrestling outfit, fists clenched~
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Jack Power: "What's the matter? Afraid to face me?"
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~Shiadow's head turns slowly, his body following suit, until he is facing Jack. He reaches up and lowers his hood. He glares at Jack as he walks up to him, getting nose to nose with him~
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Shiadow: "I've never been afraid of you...brother..."
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~The two of them stare each other down for several seconds. Then, suddenly, they both break out in laughter and embrace each other~
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Jack: "How've you been, little bro? How's that Jedi training coming along?"
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Shiadow: "Pretty good. Comes in quite handy in the ring. Still have that on-again, off-again relationship with reality?"
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Jack: "Not any more. I'm afraid me and reality got divorced several years ago."
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Shiadow: "Sorry to hear."
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Jack: "It's just as well. Now she's my eternal b****. So, since you're here, can we expect a feud with Darth Rage to be on the horizon?"
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Shiadow: "That's the plan. Got a tag match tonight. Let's see if that opens some storylines."
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Jack: "I'm glad Sentinel hired you on. Good luck in the Young Gunz division."
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Shiadow: "*sigh* I guess poor literacy is kewl here too, huh?"
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*They both laugh, then embrace one last time.*
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Jack: "Good luck. I'm expecting big things from you!"
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Shiadow: "With you as my guide, how can I go wrong? ...don't answer that..."
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~They both bump fists and go their separate ways as the camera fades to black~
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