Standing in the very room, the very spot in which the two had added solidarity into their friendship, London couldn't believe how much of a fool he been for trusting Ethan.
He had briefly talked to Alice and had managed to clear up most of his actions with her but he still couldn't get over what Ethan had said to her on the train. Standing looking at his trophy for second place in last year's tournament London was at a loss.
Looking through misty eyes he placed his trophy back into it's sea of gold, silver and bronze. How could he let this go? Ethan had helped London so much with his anger that he didn't know how to even control this rage that was building up inside of him.
Hearing footsteps London quietly spoke under his breath "Don't be Ethan, don't be Ethan... " But his silent prayes were for naught as it was. "Yo, Constantine!" Ethan called out, "If that's your real name." He called out trying to make a joke.
London hated his real name, and had began to act irrationaly. Gripping his wand while pointing to the door behind Ethan London spoke his incantation "Alohoki!" Watching his spell hit the door it swung shut, locking the two inside the room. It was clear that they weren't going anywhere any time soon.
Ethan gave London permission to GM
Edited by London Yates, 05 January 2017 - 04:32 AM.