[@kishin asura]
	"The what?" Ozzy asks, scratching his chin, obviously not familiar with this weapon.
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	"The job. A lot of people want me dead....." He chuckles, before, suddenly, a large group of soldiers appear around them, all of them wielding strange energy weapons, rather large. Plasma throwers, like a flamethrower, but infinitely worse.
	"...fuck...."
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	"Oooooh, how big? Like......Cancer cure big, or...Immortality formula big?"