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[OPEN] And choir singing in the street
Who: Newt Scamander newtralize and You!
When: Throughout the month of June
Where: Various locations
What: Multitude of quests, practicing magic, and cleaning the barracks. FT. Fantastic Beasts and Newt Please Stop Taking Animals Home.
Warnings: N/A
I. Magic
A
[Newt had grown up with magic as part of his life for as long as he could remember. It was a part of him. It was rather jarring to feel the differences; similar to having something being turned on its head. There was just a constant reminder that it didn't feel quite right and Newt had been doing his hardest to remedy that.
Not having magic at his disposal had certainly been a tad difficult to. He was no stranger of getting by without it, but there were a lot of things that he had used magic for that he no longer could do.
Hitting the books and studying whenever he could made him a familiar face at the library and the Coven.
The magizoologist can be found in the courtyard with a few books stacked next to him. There was a cup of tea placed on top of the stack. A spoon placed inside the cup was stirring itself while Newt had his nose in a book. There was loose pages of notes littered around the man and there was a single page and quill floating next to Newt as he studied. Once in awhile, the man would pause and test some spells. Nothing too extravagant, but the man seemed doing well enough.]
B
[If one doesn't catch Newt at the Coven doing magic, he can easily be found at Tymael's Apothecary. Mixing potions, thankfully, doesn't really change no matter where you are.] Oh- I- Please. I wouldn't add that in yet. It needs to brew a tad longer before that gets added in.
[Is he saying that out of experience or what?]
C
[Ever the busy bee, Newt can also be found at a rune shop. Runes here was rather fascinating to Newt. Runes back home was more of an ancient language than what it is here and he was rather fascinated by it. Enchantments weren't a stranger to him though. Newt currently had a quill tucked between his teeth as he held a scroll up to examine his own work; making sure that it was acceptable enough before rolling it up.]
II. Petagorium
[The pet shelter was honestly where Newt was thriving the most. Handling beasts of all sorts was something he had done all his life and he was quick to leap on the opportunity to assist. Honestly, he would have easily agreed to assisting there even without being paid. It was just a passion of his.
The man seemed to be much more relaxed and much more open than he usually was. He could be heard laughing a bit at times. Sometimes he could be found with a flock of pollies perched on every possible part of the man; the birds curiously tugging at parts of his clothing and chirping happily. Maybe one hears a yelp and find the man on the floor; having been tackled by a pantherhound and now had a pile of them curled up around him and purring loudly like giant house cats. Sometimes Newt can be found with the mantibles with Pickett. He can be crouched with his journal open and quill scratching as he drew sketches of them while Pickett sat on his shoulder and made small chattering noises.
There's always a loving smile on Newt's face. He seemed very much in his element and enjoying himself quite a bit.]
III. Zouwu
[Newt is all about be sufficient about the tasks he puts himself too. Newt wasn't weak by any means, but strength really meant little when you decidedly use your elephant sized cat as a vehicle to deliver letters.
It works out. Greg gets plenty of exercise and they get work done quickly. Zouwus were known for being fast travelers; being able to travel thousands of miles a day if they wanted to, so going through the streets was no problem. It helped Newt with familiarizing himself with the city and it was a positive experience from his large feline friend.
Of course, one might be a bit taken aback when a giant cat seems to be stampeding right towards them. Hopefully, you don't get too frightened when you see Greg barreling towards you. It's fine. Greg either stops before it can accidentally barrel some over or the creature leaps over crowds with no problem. No need to fear!
The zouwu will stop here and there and the man will climb down from the Zouwu's back. He had equipped a saddle and saddlebags to the Zouwu and has filled the bags with the countless letters he was delivering. The large cat will sit obediently, but look around him curiously. Maybe stop to stare at a person or two with large eyes.]
IV. Dance
A
[Flirting and seducing? Definitely not Newt's strong suit. He doesn't know how he got here exactly, but now he feels socially obligated to stay.
He isn't sure how he got dragged into this, but he definitely looks like he wants to dig a hole and hide in it for the rest of his life. He's a stammering mess and he definitely is trying his best to make conversation, but don't expect him to be particularly seductive or anything. There's nothing seductive about a gangly, awkward man trying to ask someone how their day is.]
B
[The dancing and learning and respecting boundaries with relationships is a little less awkward. Newt isn't the best dancer, but he isn't the worst. Just maybe above average and he only knew how to waltz. It was the only dancing that was really taught, since waltzing was just something you should be able to do for whatever work ball one might find themselves at. The Ministry of Magic had enough of those that it seemed enough reason to be able to do it.
Yet, he was standing off to the side and against the wall. The man seemed content where he was as he watched countless people practice dancing, but not joining himself.]
V. Excursion
[While Newt was used to city life, it wasn't really something he was completely comfortable with. He had spent so long traveling, that being out in the wild was much more of his element than being behind city walls. He often left the city walls and any quests that took him away from the bustle of civilization was accepted excitedly.]
A
[While Newt could get on by himself, he has been a bit more willing to agree to having company. Currently, following the niffler while riding on the back of Greg together.] Based on the description, we'll want to find a small body of water where there is sufficient light. Luckily for us, nifflers are very handy with finding shiny things, so we'll let Harry do his work. [The niffler was currently scurrying through the foliage. Goblins had used nifflers to look for treasure and that was basically how they were employing the small platypus-like creature at the moment.]
B
[If one didn't join Newt, but happened to be on the same quest. The man can be found near a lake shore with his companions. The niffler is digging its little paws through a pile of the glittering sand happily while the zouwu was laying down and soaking in the sun lazily. Newt had pulled his boots off and rolled his pant legs and sleeves up. He was standing in the water, but only up to his ankles. The man was currently holding up a vile of the sand up into the light curiously and shaking it a bit.]
VI. Barracks
[The magizoologist was a familiar face at the barracks. For whatever reason, the man had been cleaning the space up. The place was dusty from lack of use and needed a good washing. He could be found either sweeping or scrubbing the floors or cleaning the window panes or sitting in the courtyard for a short break.
It seems like he intends to make use of the space somehow with the way he tapped his chin thoughtfully and looked at the space with furrowed brows.]
VII. Wildcard
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rakuranger. Drop me a separate starter or I'm more than happy to write a starter that works for you! Newt is signed up for multiple quests for reference.
newtralize and You!When: Throughout the month of June
Where: Various locations
What: Multitude of quests, practicing magic, and cleaning the barracks. FT. Fantastic Beasts and Newt Please Stop Taking Animals Home.
Warnings: N/A
I. Magic
A
[Newt had grown up with magic as part of his life for as long as he could remember. It was a part of him. It was rather jarring to feel the differences; similar to having something being turned on its head. There was just a constant reminder that it didn't feel quite right and Newt had been doing his hardest to remedy that.
Not having magic at his disposal had certainly been a tad difficult to. He was no stranger of getting by without it, but there were a lot of things that he had used magic for that he no longer could do.
Hitting the books and studying whenever he could made him a familiar face at the library and the Coven.
The magizoologist can be found in the courtyard with a few books stacked next to him. There was a cup of tea placed on top of the stack. A spoon placed inside the cup was stirring itself while Newt had his nose in a book. There was loose pages of notes littered around the man and there was a single page and quill floating next to Newt as he studied. Once in awhile, the man would pause and test some spells. Nothing too extravagant, but the man seemed doing well enough.]
B
[If one doesn't catch Newt at the Coven doing magic, he can easily be found at Tymael's Apothecary. Mixing potions, thankfully, doesn't really change no matter where you are.] Oh- I- Please. I wouldn't add that in yet. It needs to brew a tad longer before that gets added in.
[Is he saying that out of experience or what?]
C
[Ever the busy bee, Newt can also be found at a rune shop. Runes here was rather fascinating to Newt. Runes back home was more of an ancient language than what it is here and he was rather fascinated by it. Enchantments weren't a stranger to him though. Newt currently had a quill tucked between his teeth as he held a scroll up to examine his own work; making sure that it was acceptable enough before rolling it up.]
II. Petagorium
[The pet shelter was honestly where Newt was thriving the most. Handling beasts of all sorts was something he had done all his life and he was quick to leap on the opportunity to assist. Honestly, he would have easily agreed to assisting there even without being paid. It was just a passion of his.
The man seemed to be much more relaxed and much more open than he usually was. He could be heard laughing a bit at times. Sometimes he could be found with a flock of pollies perched on every possible part of the man; the birds curiously tugging at parts of his clothing and chirping happily. Maybe one hears a yelp and find the man on the floor; having been tackled by a pantherhound and now had a pile of them curled up around him and purring loudly like giant house cats. Sometimes Newt can be found with the mantibles with Pickett. He can be crouched with his journal open and quill scratching as he drew sketches of them while Pickett sat on his shoulder and made small chattering noises.
There's always a loving smile on Newt's face. He seemed very much in his element and enjoying himself quite a bit.]
III. Zouwu
[Newt is all about be sufficient about the tasks he puts himself too. Newt wasn't weak by any means, but strength really meant little when you decidedly use your elephant sized cat as a vehicle to deliver letters.
It works out. Greg gets plenty of exercise and they get work done quickly. Zouwus were known for being fast travelers; being able to travel thousands of miles a day if they wanted to, so going through the streets was no problem. It helped Newt with familiarizing himself with the city and it was a positive experience from his large feline friend.
Of course, one might be a bit taken aback when a giant cat seems to be stampeding right towards them. Hopefully, you don't get too frightened when you see Greg barreling towards you. It's fine. Greg either stops before it can accidentally barrel some over or the creature leaps over crowds with no problem. No need to fear!
The zouwu will stop here and there and the man will climb down from the Zouwu's back. He had equipped a saddle and saddlebags to the Zouwu and has filled the bags with the countless letters he was delivering. The large cat will sit obediently, but look around him curiously. Maybe stop to stare at a person or two with large eyes.]
IV. Dance
A
[Flirting and seducing? Definitely not Newt's strong suit. He doesn't know how he got here exactly, but now he feels socially obligated to stay.
He isn't sure how he got dragged into this, but he definitely looks like he wants to dig a hole and hide in it for the rest of his life. He's a stammering mess and he definitely is trying his best to make conversation, but don't expect him to be particularly seductive or anything. There's nothing seductive about a gangly, awkward man trying to ask someone how their day is.]
B
[The dancing and learning and respecting boundaries with relationships is a little less awkward. Newt isn't the best dancer, but he isn't the worst. Just maybe above average and he only knew how to waltz. It was the only dancing that was really taught, since waltzing was just something you should be able to do for whatever work ball one might find themselves at. The Ministry of Magic had enough of those that it seemed enough reason to be able to do it.
Yet, he was standing off to the side and against the wall. The man seemed content where he was as he watched countless people practice dancing, but not joining himself.]
V. Excursion
[While Newt was used to city life, it wasn't really something he was completely comfortable with. He had spent so long traveling, that being out in the wild was much more of his element than being behind city walls. He often left the city walls and any quests that took him away from the bustle of civilization was accepted excitedly.]
A
[While Newt could get on by himself, he has been a bit more willing to agree to having company. Currently, following the niffler while riding on the back of Greg together.] Based on the description, we'll want to find a small body of water where there is sufficient light. Luckily for us, nifflers are very handy with finding shiny things, so we'll let Harry do his work. [The niffler was currently scurrying through the foliage. Goblins had used nifflers to look for treasure and that was basically how they were employing the small platypus-like creature at the moment.]
B
[If one didn't join Newt, but happened to be on the same quest. The man can be found near a lake shore with his companions. The niffler is digging its little paws through a pile of the glittering sand happily while the zouwu was laying down and soaking in the sun lazily. Newt had pulled his boots off and rolled his pant legs and sleeves up. He was standing in the water, but only up to his ankles. The man was currently holding up a vile of the sand up into the light curiously and shaking it a bit.]
VI. Barracks
[The magizoologist was a familiar face at the barracks. For whatever reason, the man had been cleaning the space up. The place was dusty from lack of use and needed a good washing. He could be found either sweeping or scrubbing the floors or cleaning the window panes or sitting in the courtyard for a short break.
It seems like he intends to make use of the space somehow with the way he tapped his chin thoughtfully and looked at the space with furrowed brows.]
VII. Wildcard
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[He smiles a bit.] Anything. We use a lot of magic to do things from cooking to cleaning. It's particularly handy when I was traveling, since I rarely was in areas with settlements of any kind. Being able to do things like clean your clothes or even dry them with just my wand made getting by much easier.
I also used to take care of creatures by the hundreds, so repair spells were handy. Since, well, breaking things was more common than not and most damages were at levels in which they needed to be taken care of quickly. Otherwise, trying to explain why entire buildings being destroyed is, well, a little harder to lie about. [Like, you know, destroying half of New York. oops.]
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[He leans back in the grass, listening to Newt contently, happy to just sit around and shoot the breeze for a while. It's interesting, to hear about all the potential uses for magic. It gets his own thoughts racing. A laugh.] That does sound handy. Too bad I probably can't take back a repair spell for buildings like that. Dragons aren't purposely destructive, but you put this many on one wet hunk of rock in the ocean and- you know, accidents happen.
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He laughs a little.] It would come in handy. I know a thing or two about that before. Part of my friend's apartment had gotten destroyed because of my creatures. [He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.] We can easily rebuild entire buildings and large constructs back to what they were before though. A necessity when we have to clean things up as though they never happened. Keeping the status quo and all. We don't really want to raise suspicions amongst the non magic masses.
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[Leaning back on his elbows, he tilts his head to the side, listening raptly.] So not everyone has magic where you're from? And the ones that don't don't even know it exists? How do you keep it a secret when you can repair entire buildings with just a spell?
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No, not everyone. The non magic population is much higher than those that can perform magic even. We keep our communities hidden away. [His hands still for a moment and there's an obvious mood drop in the discussion about how they keep it a secret.] We wipe their memories of any incidents that involve magic. [He thinks about Jacob and his heart aches. He misses the other, but he doesn't think he'll ever see his friend again. Not that it matters if Jacob doesn't remember him anyways.] Any part of the events that involved magic is obliviated to maintain our statute of secrecy.
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He sobers a little as he listens to that explanation, though, frowning slightly. Hiccup has learned more about what magic is capable of during his stay in Aefenglom, so he doesn't ask how such things as memory wipes are possible.] Oh. That's... That's sad to hear. That you guys and regular people can't- can't come together, live in peace. I guess I can see where they might... be afraid of magic.
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I think that maybe someday we can, but that's our lot in life. Living in secrecy is much safer for us. We went into hiding in the first place because of persecution. You needn't feel so bad though as we certainly enjoy our lives well enough. [He offers Hiccup a smile.] We get by and the spaces we made for ourselves are far more extensive than it sounds.
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[A thoughtful hum.] Well, maybe some day they'll understand. [Just like he hopes some day the rest of the world will understand that dragons are amazing creatures, and not to be trapped or used as weapons or slaughtered for parts.]
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Yes. It would be wonderful, but I think life is fine as it is despite it all. One can at least hope though. For many things. [Newt is of the same mind, but his hope is widespread to all creatures.]
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Yeah, one can hope. [He hums out a little sound.] Is it very different living here, where everyone knows about magic?
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Not really, no. We built pockets of communities for us to freely do as we please. While traveling out of it meant we had to blend in proper; many could live their entire life without having to leave those communities we had made for ourselves. It feels like that, I think.
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Really? Huh. It sounds a little like Berk. Not- not the magic part, obviously, but... Most other tribes think we're crazy for living with dragons like we do. But for the most part, we're happy with our life, so we just don't... have a lot to do with others, outside of a few allies.
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It's a bit segregated in that regard, but I can't say we have much of a choice either. Until we're at a point where we can coexist peacefully, this is the best that can be done. [Newt doesn't seem particularly bothered though.]
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Yeah, I've been learning that the hard way. Peace is a long-term project. You just do what you can most of the time.