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

	Liam's eyes widened slightly as the woman began prodding him with her finger, feeling a burning sensation that bore a hole in his shirt and began to set aflame his flesh. As he began to regain his composure and narrow his gaze, the tremendous blow to his person sent the man reeling backwards with a resounding slam as he made impact with the wall. With a audible yelp, he'd slump over slightly; eyes rolling backwards as his form began to waiver. It was then that the subtle breeze grew in strength, seeming to suck the air in the room towards the staggered man. With a loud crackling and tearing of fabric, tufts of black fur began sprouting over Liam as his body contorted with audible results. In an instant, the once blonde male of average height and size stood tower, ebon fur coating his better developed and towering form. With his amber eyes gleaming forward; now awake with a startling calm presence, his canine muzzle sporting a knowning smile. To those who were familiar, this was almost a spitting image of the League champion Nasus, though his tattered shirt and singed pants were a constant reminder of that the being before them was indeed Liam.

	As the dust began to clear (or more accurately, orbit around Liam) Matt breathed a sigh of annoyance, though he spoke with a subtle excitement that betrayed him, "[color=00aeef]Well, at least now we know. Didn't expect you to go full tilt, Nasus.[/color]"

	Liam shrugged his shoulders, debris of the drywall slipping off his shoulders to the floor below, "[color=39b54a]I did what you asked,[/color]" His voice seemed to echo in a harmonic mixture of Liam's voice, and the signature voice of the champion he represented. As he continue to speak, his vision settled softly on Sam, "[color=39b54a]When I said I've dealt with people like you before, I was mentioning myself. Though our paths are stark contrasts now, I once lived my life as you now live yours.[/color]" Bowing his head slightly in respect he went on once more, "[color=39b54a]I respect your point of view. Know my words were only meant to drive you to anger to test your abilities.[/color]" With that he glanced over to Matt once more, who shrugged at the gesture.

	"[color=00aeef]Your powers let you take it better then I can. Only thing I could do was blink around, but I'm sure that would only upset her more.[/color]" Nodding at his own remark, Matt took out a single hand that was clasping his phone, "[color=00aeef]Got to think of what to tell Roger now... Sure neighbors are going to complain.[/color]" Turning his back on the group, Matt made his way further into the apartment.

	Liam snarled slightly as he clutched his chest, his fur showing no sign of damage despite the man's actions. Chuckling softly to himself, he'd eye over Sam, "[color=39b54a]I'll be feeling that tomorrow.[/color]" No sooner did his words leave his lips did his form begin to revert, the black hair seeming to be absorbed into his flesh as his feature returned to normal. In a matter of moments, the normal visage of Liam stood before him, massaging a gnarly bruise that began to reveal itself upon his chest.

[@Kiroue][@Eklispe]


[center][h3]Roger[/h3][/center]


	"Oh, certainly! That gentleman in front of the elevator is here to see him as well. My, I wasn't aware Matt was this popular. The boy mostly keeps to himse-" A subtle rumbling could be heard from the ceiling above, causint the man to take pause as his gaze ventured upwards. Mere seconds later, a phone could be heard ringing towards the back part of the room behind a door. With a heavy sigh, he shook his head, "My word, another day another problem... Top floor, first door on your right. Just mind yourself." And with that, he made his way from behind the counter to the door behind him as he disappeared into his office.

[@TheWinchester4][@DFA][@Card Captor] (Anyone in the lobby of the complex can hear this exchange)