[center][h1][color=686F91]Liam Matthews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Past -> ???
[color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] The Cloaked Figure [@Morose][/center][hr]

Raising an eyebrow toward Fairfax as he spoke up and mentioned the future, Liam took a step back, pausing. It was odd to him that even this random person was in on the whole 'time travel' thing, perhaps it was true, he had somehow been sent back in time? Unfortunately, Liam didn't have a great deal of time to consider this new epiphany as he heard Fairfax speak up again, watching as he stepped back. Looking over his shoulder, he saw as the wardrobe burst open. He knew where this was going as he just stared at it, arms going limp as he stood there. [color=686F91][b]"Oh, son of a-"[/b][/color] And then, of course, he was gone from the past...

[color=686F91][b]"-Biiiiiiitch!"[/b][/color] Liam groaned as he fell out of the portal again, rolling on the hard floor for a moment as he gasped and coughed, swearing under his breath again as he slowly started pushing himself up. [color=686F91][b]"Between you and me, i'm gettin' really you-damned sick of these fucking portals."[/b][/color] Liam groaned, looking upward, and apparently talking to God. Hearing the voice then speaking toward him, he raised an eyebrow as he looked over it. He didn't know who this was, but he'd seen the vision. Moving toward them, he spoke up. [color=686F91][b]"Just a second..."[/b][/color] It was then when he noticed the salt, the iron, he paused for a moment, scratching at his chin. Reaching into his jacket, he grasped hold of one of his smaller vials of holy water, popping the cork off as he moved closer to the cage, spilling out the water toward the cloaked figure. Always better safe than sorry.