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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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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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[She saunders forward, and lightly tugs on his shirt.]
Or because the assumption is-you would be so fumbling. So sweet. So earnest.
[She leaned up, as if to steal a kiss and...backs off with a quiet laugh.]
Simply, you'd be refreshing.
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While, he had absolutely no people skills; the other certainly was very good at flustering the poor Brit. Or maybe he's just easy to fluster.] I- uhm-
[Poor guy is tripping over his own words. He seems to be at a complete loss as to what to say. He definitely has not had someone interact with him so forwardly.] R-Refreshing isn't a word that I typically hear when referring to me...
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She was still laughing, but she raised her hand to smother most of it. But she was shaking a bit from the force of her mirth. Oh, this was fun!]
I'm sure it isn't, but the experience would be.
[And wickedly she adds:]
Or so you might feel after.
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Especially with her latter statement.
Newt loudly coughs before trying to clear his throat awkwardly.]
T-That. Isn't that a bit forward of a statement? Surely- Surely we're jumping a few steps.
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Poor Newt. She was having so much fun.]
It does seems that way.
But...you would want to enjoy that dance with me someday, wouldn't you?
[It's a trap. It's a major trap.]
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Oh! Uhm. You probably could find a more suitable dance partner, honestly speaking. [He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. While he didn't hate dancing by any means, he definitely wasn't really social enough to partake in it outside of social gatherings he had to attend.]
We. We are talking about actual dancing, yes? [WE HAVE CHANGED TOPICS, RIGHT?]
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You'd be surprised; I have danced with many people before, learned how to take the lead from dance to dance. I'm highly adaptable.
[She beams up at him.]
What do you think?
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I like to think that we're talking about dancing...
[He's so innocent and naive. Rip this man.]
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[She moved to push herself a little higher, the easier to stare him directly into the eye.]
I could take that as an insult you know. Start to cry because you're intentionally misunderstanding.
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[He does not hold eye contact with her and glances off to the side and down at the ground. Eye contact isn't really his thing. He is kind of panicked though because he can't fathom how he had insulted her and why she would cry. Oh Merlin, please don't cry.]
I beg your pardon. I-I don't quite get how I've insulted. I, uhm. Certainly the other topic is...is something you wouldn't typically normally converse with someone you just barely met. I...We haven't even exchanged names.
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How cute, he was so flustered.]
You'd be surprised at what you can discuss with strangers once you strike a chord with them.
But if you insist on names-I am Caren Ortensia, priestess and exorcist of the Holy Church.
There is no need to call me Sister or Mother for I do not plan to establish an Order. Caren is fine.
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Oh. Well, I don't think I really spoke at length with many who are devoted. [Being a wizard and all.] Uhm, a pleasure though. Caren.
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I don't know about other members of the Faith, but most that I know are...well. Busy cleaning up various problems.
[She shrugged.]
Some of which is caused by magic users. It's a pleasure to meet you Newt. I hope we can establish respect and trust between us.
I have 0 reading comprehension that I missed she held her hand out. I'm boo boo the fool.
[Which has lead to, well, less amiable relationships. But he can say that about muggles in general.] But we kept to ourselves in general, so it really just how it is.
[He offers her a small smile.] Yes. I hope we can get along proper. [Proper is not how their relationship in any capacity is going to go though, let's be honest.]
IF ONLY they could have been dirty hand holders
[She shook her head, sighing.]
Mages tend to keep to themselves but we did have some among our ranks. There were some things the Church and mages agreed on-and there were some things that did not turn out very well.
[She offered a wide smile though, and a tilt-more like a bow-of her head.]
I'm sure we'll get along well, so long as we give each other a chance.
[What's proper, that's not fun.]
I'VE FAILED YOU.
Yes, of course.
[Well, at least they got acquainted in a way. Not that...Newt did a very good job with the whole seduction/flirting part of this segment. She probably was far more successful.]
ONE DAY SOMEDAY
[You know. Experiments gone wrong and all that. But she offers him a sweet, charming smile.
She can be very charming when she wants to be.]
In any case-why don't you tell me a little about your favorite parts about the magical world? Or the mundane one? I know very little about the former, and only a little more about the latter.
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Maybe it also helps that Caren gives him such a sweet smile.
But Newt immediately brightens up when she asks about his favorite parts.] The creatures. I was traveling- Well, I was returning home actually, but I had been traveling for the last year. I was researching them. Creatures that is.
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[She's not going to talk about vampires. That'll ruin the mood.
And she's trying to soothe him as it is.]
So you've been researching...magical creatures? Like the monsters here, or...?
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[He seems all the ready to blather for eternity about the creatures. What happened to flirting class or whatever?]
I am hoping to research more about the monsters here. There's little that can be done, perhaps, for those that have currently arrived. Maybe though, if others are to arrive, that they can know what is to come.
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So you're thinking of a book-a primer so to speak-for those that are new to the city?
Then lucky you.
[She moved to nudge him with her leg.]
I am a monster in waiting.
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[Gonna take another step away from her. Why is she nudging him???]
Oh! You don't look like you've had any particular changes to your appearance? [If they were, they were minor. Or maybe they were changes that didn't seem like changes? Everything is so new and foreign, that there's a lot to learn.]
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That sounds ideal, especially since some people will be terrified.
[Like Newt is right now.]
But you are correct. No changes so far, but I am told I have to wait for the full moon.
So yes, this is my natural eye and hair color.
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Y-Yes. Exactly.
[Newt gives a crooked little smile.]
Well, it isn't the most unique set of colors I've seen, but maybe that's because we can bewitch our hair outrageous colors. [Then there were the metamorphmagus.] I am glad to hear that. I imagine that the changes will be rather disruptive.
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Not so unique? Goodness. I'm glad I sound so...normal, but it sounds as if I'm actually rather dull, compared to the other witches you know.
I suppose I can't meet your standards, whether I look like a witch or a monster.
[See? Menace.]
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I am pretty sure I had a tag written out for this. WHAT HAPPENED ME.
WHO KNOWS
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1/???
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Okay, I swear I'm done. I just wanted to do this.
I mean. Worth it