January 5th, 1890 — Headquarters of the London Society for the Practice of Combative Magic

Tyb didn't know enough about the inner workings of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to be sure of how their loyalties ran within it, and who got along with whom and vice versa. Perhaps the Investigators and Aurors were mortal enemies, and chafed at each other's contributions? He had to imagine there was some drama in that department. There was such an air of seriousness in there, whether by way of their job responsibilities or their need of the egos to accomplish such things. 

At any rate, he expected a fierce and fast-paced fight. It would do neither of the gentlemen any favours to lose the duel. (Hopefully they didn't hex him for being the messenger.) Exceedingly politely, then, Tybalt requested that Mr. Lupin cast first.

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