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[ifoundthem]

[Newt's communicator has no message; it just beeps. Chances of him actually getting a message are slim, given he doesn't know the network exists, yet.

But if you really want to talk to him, feel free to track him down here.]

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Skills car keys - Private

[formerself]

Alright, Newt? Quentin's got me down for self defence with you. Meet me at the gym in an hour?

Skills car keys - Private

[ifoundthem]

Oh, ah, does he?

...I can do that.

[He only has the vaguest idea of what self-defense without a wand involves.]

Private > Spam

[formerself]

Brilliant.

[Credence is getting subjected to this too, if that makes you feel...better...? Anyway, Eggsy's going to be in the gym, doing a light pace on a treadmill while he waits.]

Spam

[ifoundthem]

Newt arrives wearing... well, what he usually wears, though at least he strips off his overcoat and suit jacket once he enters. And leaves it by the wall with his suitcase. One arm is still bandaged up to the elbow, but he doesn't seem especially bothered by it.

His wand still hangs from his hip, in an honest-to-goodness holster.

"Hello? It's Eggsy, right?"

Spam

[formerself]

"Yeah, mate." They've talked before, a couple of times, but he knows Newt is a bit....well. Not always all there. "What happened to your arm?"

Spam

[ifoundthem]

He knows who Eggsy is. It's just the names he sometimes gets muddled about.

"Oh, nothing. Work. It doesn't bother me much." He's had worse bites.

[formerself]

"...alright. You can't just - magic it better?"

He strolls over, rolling his shoulders back.

voice/private/a few days post port

[ninefox]

Hey. Uh.

Sorry about the...murder.

voice/private/a few days post port

[ifoundthem]

You warned me fairly.

[Newt's voice is faint and crackling.]

And I'd do it again, given the circumstances.

[ninefox]

Why?

[ifoundthem]

It was the right thing to do?

[The tone is questioning, but he seems no less sure of himself.]

I knew I was unlikely to convince you. I had to try.

[ninefox]

Why did you have to convince me?

[he asks this more softly]

[ifoundthem]

Because you were suffering. The people who love you were suffering.

Trying was the least I could do.

[poetontheinside]

Hey, Scamander. Ask you a question?

[ifoundthem]

Ah, yes?

[poetontheinside]

You're the magical animal guy, right? [That's for sure what it says on Newt's diploma.]

[ifoundthem]

I'm a Magizoologist, yes.

Why?

[poetontheinside]

Yeah, that.

What do I gotta know about phoenix...es? [What's the plural of phoenix, damn.]

[ifoundthem]

In what context? From your world?

[Text]

[rathernotsay]

Good afternoon, Mr. Scamander. This is Benton Fraser. I was told you are the current warden in charge of the veterinary clinic. Is this the case? And, if so, do you have any current inmate staff openings?

Re: [Text]

[ifoundthem]

That is me, yes. It isn't precisely busy in the clinic, but I don't see why that means you can't help.

[Newt probably doesn't even know there's an official number of openings for inmates working under him. Managing people is not his strong suit.]

[Text]

[rathernotsay]

What kinds of things would you need me to do?

Re: [Text]

[ifoundthem]

You would learn basic care for common species on board. We take in pets and companions should their keepers be indisposed. We do some exams and basic treatments. Cleaning, of course. Feeding.

[Text]

[rathernotsay]

All right. I believe I'm equipped for that.

As a matter of fact, I think you might have 'met' my wolf, Diefenbaker, in a manner of speaking. Yes?

Re: [Text]

[ifoundthem]

Was that his name? Is he here?

[Newt would like to meet a wolf.]