[center][h1][color=686F91]Liam Matthews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] Coventry Horrors
[color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Me, Myself and I[/center][hr]

As he moved into the room, Liam raised an eyebrow at the mess. It wasn't like it was the first time he'd walked in on something like this, but usually a lack of weapons in the place meant there was some kind of issue. Grabbing his duffel bag, he began to pack all his things into it, weapons, holy water, all of the tools he usually took with him on a job before he noticed the note fall from above the door. Moving over, he picked it up, raising an eyebrow as he looked over it. Moving back to the bag, he continued packing it as he opened it up and looked inside, packing away his rifle (just for good measure) as he zipped up the bag, hauling it over his shoulders as he kept reading over the note, closing the door behind him.

Heading back down the stairs, he started to head back out of the lobby and outside to his bike, taking a seat ontop of it as he put his helmet on, checking over the note one last time before he set off. He was mildly concerned for where Aloise had gone, just not knowing where she was exactly, especially when she may have thought he was dead following the incident with the wardrobe, he couldn't help but have that nagging feeling in the back of his mind about her and her well-being. Sighing, he lowered the note when he finished reading through it, tucking the note away in his pocket as he reached down to start the ignition, getting ready to head off once he made his decision for sure of where to go.