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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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Asra-Oh!
[Newt sits up a bit.]
Your speech projects a certain radius then? [He's not actually sure how well Faust can even answer his question, but the second voice will possibly be able to answer that anyways.]
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Asra's more than willing to make up for her though, and pads closer on bare feet to take a seat close by.]
She has some control over it, but I can always here her when I want to. She's my familiar.
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He gives a quick glance at Asra before looking away. He never quite makes eye contact with the other.]
A familiar. Did she arrive with you then? [Familiars didn't exactly exist back home. There was plenty of stories that spoke of them, but wizards and witches back home didn't have anything that would classify as a familiar.]
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Mm, she did. And I'm glad she did, really. Faust and I have never been separated since she hatched. I can't imagine ever being without her now.
[Faust, for her part, takes note of the flicker of movement and immediately starts curling around and down to flicker her tongue towards the small green stick-like creature.]
Is that yours?
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Pickett makes a few chittering noises before disappearing back into the pocket.He gently taps the tip of Faust's snout with his finger.] I'm sorry, but he likely won't want to play.
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[Faust pulls back at the tap and moves up to work her way into Newt's curls instead, a soft (Sorry.) brushing against the wizard's mind.
Asra is more amused than worried, knowing that she isn't upset by the gentle reprimand.]
She is a bit too curious at times. I think we have that in common. What about your little friend there? Is he your familiar?
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Pickett is more curious than he should be. He's gotten caught in situations he wouldn't have gotten in if he had stayed hidden in my pocket. [Like when he was trying to deal with Gnarlak.]
I wouldn't really say he's a familiar really. We don't really have anything like that. He's just a friend that I've had since I was a kid. He travels with me and you can say he has attachment issues. It's impossible to separate himself from me, honestly. [He says it so fondly that it's impossible for anyone to think he's actually bothered by it.] He is easier to travel with than some of my other companions though.
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[Asra reaches out and brushes his fingers against Newt's hair as Faust moves from her place and stretches out onto his arm. She moves quickly up to his shoulders and disappears inside his coat, her head poking out to watch Newt curiously.]
Although at least it seems like Pickett doesn't go wandering off on his own, you should pay attention, Faust.
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He can't help but rub the back of his neck sheepishly.] Don't let him fool you. He most definitely can get around on his own and get into unsavory situations. He's more independent than he lets off. He just also is very attached to me, so I wouldn't say Pickett would ever stray far enough to risk being separated from me.
[He has other creatures for that. Like the darned niffler.]
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[Despite having Faust back now, he doesn't make any motion to leave, instead stretching out on the floor and propping his head up on one hand to look up at Newt.]
What is he, exactly? A spirit of some kind? How did you two meet?
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[That blasted niffler.
Newt seems to brighten up on the subject of talking about Pickett more. The easiest way to get the man to open up has always been to talk about creatures.] Oh, yes! He's a bowtruckle. They're small creatures that live in groups within trees. They're like tree guardians and rather protective of the trees that they reside in.
I came upon him and his branch while I was attending school.
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But if he's protective of his tree, why is he with you? Did something happen?
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You can coax creatures to migrate, although it's fairly difficult to convince bowtruckles to leave their tree. I had some, but Pickett has some attachment issues. He really refuses to be away from me in any capacity. I suppose you can say that I've become his tree.
He certainly refused to rejoin the other bowtruckles. [He shakes his head a bit and there's a small chittering sound from his pocket.] He can be quite childish.