With Ethan it was never clear if what you were doing was going to be safe. Not that it really mattered, since Ripper was all about seeking out the danger that lurked in the blackened street corners of London. But sometimes there was just that feeling inside that makes you want to turn back.
Ethan stepped out the car, giving the keys in his hand a spin around his finger. "Oh Ripper we're gonna' have fun tonight." He spoke with a pompous sort of air to his words, like he owned his own fate and everything that was ever going to happen. It was admirable, or maybe just bloody stupid. Either way, Ripper had no choice but to follow his friend. Before he got out the car he reached his arm across the floor and grabbed the lighter that had conveniently slid out from under the seat when they had stopped.
"If you say so..." Ripper grumbled, finally getting his cigarette lit. He was calmer than usual tonight, with no real reason to be. Usually he'd be racing with excitement and just raging to bash something in or at least dip a little into the magicks by now. Instead the young Brit was toned-down and rather level headed for the time being.
Ripper glanced over the warehouse that Ethan had pulled up along side, noticing the taped over windows and overall shabbiness of the whole exterior. He was painfully drawn to it, and frightened at the same time. It reminded him of the first time he encountered Ethan in the school yard.
"What the 'ell are we doing here Ethan, this place is abandoned." Ripper mumbled through his cigarette, following after Ethan as he went towards the front of the ravaged building.
"There are a few mates of mine that are eager to meet you."
"How thoughtful."
"You'll want to mind yourself here Ripper, this a whole new level of dark magick you're about to deal with here." Ethan cautioned, beginning to pry open the door, using his shoulder for support.
From what Ripper could see over Ethan's shoulder, the place was just what he expected it to be, deserted. To get a better look he brushed past Ethan and took a few steps further into the warehouse. That's when he saw them. Three men and one woman, all sitting in a circle in the middle of the floor. There was a symbol of sorts drawn beneath them.
"Is he ready?" One of the men asked, looking over at Ripper with a skeptical look. He had an odd looking sort of beard, and dark black hair from what Ripper could see in the dimmed light. The others around the circle seemed to be thinking the same question, as they all turned to look over at their new guest.
Ripper turned silently back towards Ethan and hoped that his friend was going to sound encouraging about the whole situation. Instead he simply gave a large shrug.
He smiled, "Guess we'll have to find out."