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


	Liam raises a brow curiously as Sam began to speak, his expression giving no indication on how these words effected him. Matt sat silently as he continued to watch the exchange, seeming to almost never blink as his mind processed everything: words, mannerism, and tone.

	As Sam's statement's drew to a close, Liam paused a moment in silence before cracking a wide grin. Now leaning back in his chair, he'd shake his head with his eyes closed, "[color=39b54a]I know people like you. I know them all to well. Considering the fact I was trying to be courteous, I held my tongue... But if you want it,[/color]" His eyes now opened as he focused upon her, his grin seeming to grow into a malicious smile, "[color=39b54a]Though I'd suggest you figure out what the hell you're trying to dress up as 'princess'. Just another hopeless daddy-issue victim that wants to be a 'big girl' and do things on her own. Like drink, smoke, and screw her life into the gutter. You were just one thrust away from being a teenage mother, weren't you? Or perhaps you skipped that one party where your boyfriend od-ed on meth in the bathroom? Hard to be left alone when you dress like a neon-train-wreck, and then spur every person who attempts to give you the time of day.[/color]"

	At this point, Liam stands from his chair with his stance readied and his eyes locked upon Sam. To those paying attention, a subtle breeze would circulate about the room. Matt folded his arms expectantly, his form shifting and flickering before appearing at Artemis's side. He'd say nothing, merely looking on with a mixture of expectation and expectency.



[@Kiroue][@Eklispe]