#;ғιrѕт edιтιon pυвlιѕнed (post-fbawtft | verse 02)

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@txssxract || Starter Call

Footsteps of his own echoed as he allowed his presence to be known. Eyes shifted from the woman to the destroyed surrounding as he laid down his suitcase and raised his hands slowly to show he didn’t have a weapon on him. Only able to do so much without a wand all he can do was hope that the woman didn’t attempt to attack him. In the calm even tone he used with scared creatures in a hope to ease her, he asked, ❝Will you allow me to help you, miss?❞ All he had in mind was good intentions and he hoped the woman would be able to notice that.

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@directorgrcves

❝Um... Will it be best to say I erased her memories either way? She did seem to believe that he’s a hamster...❞ As the protective guardian that he was, he made an attempt to hide the Niffler inside his blue coat as his eyes shifted to look at the others face before quickly falling down to the man's shoulder. Making eye contact for longer than a second wasn’t something he was known for. It was just different to make eye contact with a human than with creatures, the creatures are easier. He might have almost broken the Secrecy but he did at least obliviate the woman. All he can hope for is that Mr. Graves didn’t arrest him.

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@gcldentina

Waiting patiently at the front of the Auror office as he sat on the bench for guests Newt was waiting fro his friend, Tina. They had a rocky start, with him being arrested by her, but after all the mess that happened they came out as friends. He was nervous since the idea of having one was foreign to him, the only other friendship he had was one that ended in him being used and the other one lost his memories of their time together.Tina isn’t like her Newt had to remind himself as he held onto the first copy of his book that he promise to give to her. Eyes drifted every now and then to the entrance in hope of Tina popping up. It wasn’t until he jumped off the bench, clinching his suitcase with his empty hand, he walked towards the entrance in hope of finding Queenie to ask her where her sister was. It seemed he found her by turning the corner and bumping into her. 

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@silentcscgrcve || Starter call

Holding the pale gray egg he waited in anticipation for the creature to hatch. Having saved it from a group of smugglers he barely had enough time to get into his suitcase before it began to move. Mouth holding his wand didn’t stop him from attempting to talk to Graves, ❝lffofofk aft whaesat Iuh ffoghunnd.❞  (look at what I found) Understanding him wasn’t impossible, just difficult. A crackling sound came from the egg (a bigger egg than an Occamy) which he was holding with both his hands as his attention was devoted to the egg. The top breaking apart and falling to the floor the creature peered up at him. Having already guess what the creature might have been, a mental list of all creatures that came from pale gray eggs, an Antipodean Opaleye was what he expected. Was Newt excited? excited would be an understatement to what he felt for saving such a beautiful creature. ❝Mffister Gravffes, afreehn’t ttshey befauyhttifuhl?.❞ (Mister Graves, aren’t they beautiful?)

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@salemscn

Following the bugger that escaped his suitcase in search of shiny things, the Niffler let him below deck where valuables were kept. He had hoped the Niffler wouldn’t have tried to escape since an international incident wasn’t someone Newt wanted to be part of, muggles or wizards wise, so he’ll have to grab the Niffler before a muggle spotted him. Walking around the semi-dark room he listened carefully for the sounds of drawers opening and followed it. Pulling out his wand in hopes of blocking the creatures escape he ended up finding something unexpected. Someone unexpected more like it. ❝C-Credence?❞