[center][h3][color=39b54a]Liam[/color]&[color=00aeef]Matt[/color][/h3][/center]

	"[color=39b54a]Nothing we can think of at the moment, but we hope to keep in touch should we have need of you; or you of us,[/color]" Liam spoke up, his gaze locked onto Artemis with a pleasant smile as he addressed her. All the while, Matt could be seen eyeing over Sam. As she spoke up, Liam looked to his dark haired companion who now seemed lost in thought.

	"[color=00aeef]You project heat around yourself. That narrows the list down to three that I can think of. But the fact that the heat seems to rise with your temper-[/color]" At this point the thoughtful gaze shifted to Sam, as his curiosity was obvious, "[color=00aeef]Have you ever tried striking something since you've obtained these powers? More specifically when your anger is mounting?[/color]" Matt stood shortly after his question, pushing up his chair before slipping his hands into the pockets of his jacket. For a moment he just stood in silence, seeming to be taking longer breathes then normal. All of the sudden, his visage would begin to flicker and wane, it seeming like his body was warping in place into a distorted view. Then, he wasn't there. A gentle breeze gusting about the room for a brief moment as the man's form faded from view.

	"[color=00aeef]It seems,[/color]" A familiar voice called out from behind the group, as Matt could be seen opening the refrigerator door in the kitchen across the way, "[color=00aeef]the more you reflect the character's mentality, the more in tune you become with their powers. My knack for analyzing and thinking things through made it easy for me to discover I was Ekko. Nasus found his a little later when we were dicussing what to do. His big brother instincts kicked in, and the staff appeared.[/color]"

	Liam sighed heavily, though he stuck his hand out to the side as if signaled. Sure enough, a strong source of seemingly tangible power seemed to gathering within his palm, flickers of green and gold light's sparking off his skin. In a moment, a spiral of lights would branch out from his hand, the next, he was holding the familiar staff of the league champion, "[color=39b54a]When I saw the staff, I couldn't believe it. Who would? But sure enough, it seems LoL is bleeding into our world. Matt wanted to stay out of all it-[/color]"

	"[color=00aeef]Still do.[/color]" Matt spoke out as Liam cut him an obviously annoyed glance.

	"[color=39b54a]But we came to agreement that if things went south, it'd be bad for everyone involved. Can't really stay neutral on a battlefield? Though I certainly hope it doesn't come to that.[/color]" As his statement came to a close, the staff vanished, seeming to collapse in upon itself before fading from sight.

	"[color=00aeef]So,[/color]" those who looked could see Matt now standing beside the island that stood between the kitchen and the middle of the studio apartment, "[color=00aeef]Get riled up and punch something. Let's see if my theory is true.[/color]"


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