[center][h1][color=686F91]Liam Matthews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] Streets -> Coventry Horrors, Room 113
[color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Aloise Zamora (Probably) [@Morose][/center][hr]

A year or two ago, and Liam Matthews, the younger producer from CNN would've been clamoring along with all the other reporters in Coventry to just get some statement from the good Captain Holder. However, that was a different time, a different person. Instead, Liam was out and about, he'd been to make a deal earlier that morning, casually dealing with the supernatural as if it were nothing. In a way, it was nothing to him, when you'd seen Satan in the flesh seconds before he was killed in his attempt to end the world, well, let's just say that was pretty hard to top, even the scare of a rampant serial killer wasn't doing much to dispel Liam's current good mood.

Headphones on, Liam found himself somewhat lost in the [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=un4fHfBgyvo]music[/url] as he walked down the street, dancing in the open as others walked by, casting odd looks and sidelong glances in his direction as he made his way back to the hotel which for the time being he was calling home. He and Aloise had been in town for a while, and while he'd usually be eager to get back on the road, Liam was for once making himself as much at home as he could, even if Coventry was not the most welcoming or warm of places to be. Alas, it was good enough for Liam, he'd spent a long while soaking in what he could, and while he usually kept that to himself, keeping a harder demeanor to those around him, right now was one of those infrequent moments where he chose to let out a little bit of the old Liam. Alas, that was likely not to last, it was pretty rare that it did, and things in Coventry were about to get a lot more grim, after all.

Reaching the hotel, Liam hardly seemed to notice Andromeda or Seraphina over by the front desk, continuing his walking dance along and toward the stairs as he began to ascend. When he got to his floor he finally reached up, pulling the headphones off his ears and setting them around his neck as he moved to his and Aloise's room, taking a moment to unlock it before he moved inside. [color=686F91][b]"I'm back!"[/b][/color] He called out, having deliberately not told Aloise where he was heading that morning as he reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone to turn off his music as he set it and the headphones over on their shared desk.