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Sep. 10th, 2017 07:42 pm
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Newt sat on a bench in the park across from the building that housed the small flat that the Ministry had provided for him. He held his suitcase on his lap, still wary about having it out of his sight for even a moment. This was a step for him, being out in the world at all. Since he had arrived here a few weeks ago from 1927, everything was simply too much. Too much noise, too much crowd, too much that was unrecognizable, unexplainable...

Sometimes he'd felt as if the world was not all that welcoming to him at the best of times, and now he felt like even more of an outsider. He was an alien here. And not only this, but the shock of going to the Ministry for help and discovering that everyone knew who he was. There was a portrait of him there. A first edition of his book under glass.

He watched a squirrel scurry up a tree. Once safely on a branch, it paused and looked over at him. He offered a little wave.

The latch on his suitcase popped open.

"Quiet down, Dougal," he said gently as he closed the clasp again. "I am not letting you out, not here. If you thought New York was a different world, you've no idea what you might encounter in this place."

The latch popped open again, almost violently this time, and Newt practically flattened himself against the case to make sure it stayed closed, then glanced up and around him frantically, as if afraid he might be caught doing something bad.

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Date: 2017-09-11 04:00 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

"I could have guessed that," Pippa said, moving to sit next to him. "Your clothes are either terribly hipster or frighteningly antique."

Date: 2017-09-11 04:20 am (UTC)
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Pippa laughed warmly and scooted closer.

"You could just ask Google, you know," she teased. "A hipster is a person who embraces the antique for ironic reasons. They think by-gone times hold romance, but they take it on with a modern sort of gentrified love that they think is sarcastic but it's really just a show of their privilege."

Date: 2017-09-11 04:47 am (UTC)
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That got him a sharply arched eyebrow.

"Are you being serious right now?" she asked.

Date: 2017-09-11 04:59 am (UTC)
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Pippa looked at the case. Magic simply poured from it. She couldn't help herself...she laid a hand on it, too.

"You're not from here," she said. "Not from London proper. I can tell. Don't lie."

Date: 2017-09-11 04:45 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

She pulled her hand away and was about to say something, but then she realized what he was doing. A look of confusion laced with a bit of distaste crossed her face as she looked at him.

"I'm sorry...did you just smell me?" she asked. It wasn't so much that he'd done it. It was that she knew she smelled of vanilla and cinnamon and honeysuckle, and that wasn't her perfume. It was just her. Her magic.

Date: 2017-09-12 12:35 am (UTC)
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"Yes. That would be exceptionally rude," Pippa replied, but she was too amused to be offended. A bloke dressed like he was, who didn't know what Google was, and who reeked of magic couldn't possibly be from London proper. She shifted in her seat, twisting to face him.

"But since I'm pretty sure I've got you pegged as a wizard, it's only fair you ought to get the truth," she said. "Though it might just be a bit more fun to make you guess."

Date: 2017-09-12 01:00 am (UTC)
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She let him talk on, but when he trailed off and paused for breath she looked at him curiously.

"Muggle?" she asked, then tilted her head. "No. I'm not that. Guess again."

Date: 2017-09-12 01:41 am (UTC)
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"Oh, you're clever," Pippa said. She was sure she might have wings, but she'd not set about working out if she did or not. She smiled brightly, all teeth, and leaned in closer.

"A bit of glamour," she said then. "Just enough to hide in plain sight. This is fun. Guess again!"

Date: 2017-09-12 01:55 am (UTC)
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"So clever," she said warmly. Pippa offered her hand to shake.

I'm Pippa. I'm Queen of the Trooping fae . And now that you know, please don't make me turn you into a toad."

Date: 2017-09-12 02:20 am (UTC)
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"It's not something I just throw around," she laughed softly, reaching to cover his hand with hers since he didn't seem keen on shaking.

"Pippa," she said. "Call me Pippa."

Not her true name. Not the name her mother gave her. But it was who she was now, and a powerful enough name for her, at that.

"What's your name?" Pip asked then, very gently.

Date: 2017-09-12 02:37 am (UTC)
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"And how, exactly, did you find yourself ninety years on, Mr. Samander?" Pip asked.

Date: 2017-09-12 02:49 am (UTC)
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"That must be very disconcerting. So much has changed since 1927," she said thoughtfully. "How long have you been here? Not long, I'd wager."

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