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sixthiterationlogs2017-07-18 10:52 pm
maternis) wrote in sixthiterationlogs2017-07-18 10:52 pm
003. i looked at all the trees and didn't know what to do.
WHO: Newt Scamander
WHERE: In the forest, the village, and at where Graves and Credence live.
WHEN: July 8 and onward.
OPEN TO: All with closed starters for Graves and Credence.
WARNINGS: None yet. Will update if necessary.
( open. ) the forest + the village.
It took something of an adventure, bringing Itiiti back to Moana in the village, to finally have Newt coming back willingly. He has considered the previous offer of a roof over his head by Percival after the hailstorm, and came to the conclusion that they will have far better chances of surviving whatever else this place might force on them together. No man is an island, after all.
Besides, he's far easier to find if he's in one place that isn't a constantly shifting forest, yes? He can stop by and see how Wanda is doing with the chicks, perhaps. Or maybe he'll even run into Finnick and Annie again. He wouldn't mind it so much. East should be healing well enough, but she might could do with a proper check-in.
Now that he's arrived, he can see the damage that is still being repaired from the earthquake. He'd been lucky. They all had, it seemed. Perhaps it was another thing he could offer a hand with. He should probably look into finding a place to put his things before getting too involved. Never mind that he looks rather ridiculous with his stoat, Devlin, perched on one shoulder to investigate, and his pack still strapped to his back.
( closed. ) graves.
Newt only has the pack on his back with some nuts and berries gathered, a couple of fish he caught earlier in the morning, and the pack on his back when he shows up on Graves' doorstep again. He didn't come to the decision to come here lightly. In fact, he'd quite ignored the insisting after the hail storm where he'd ended up with a mild injury. It was nothing, truly, just a cut and a bruise. He's gotten far worse from Dougal in the past.
But then the earthquake had happened, Credence had disappeared for a couple of days, and ---well, Newt could hardly justify refusing the other man's offer. Strength in numbers, and all. It's with that knowledge that he arrives on the doorstep to the house, pack strapped to his back, Devlin perched on a shoulder, and knocks.
While he has every intention of taking Percival up on his prior offer, they should talk first. Much has happened since they both arrived, but they've had very little chance to talk properly.
( closed. ) credence.
Newt comes to the door where Credence stays in the house, and knocks lightly on the door. It still feels quite odd and almost imposing to be here. He's never been very comfortable any social sphere, and much prefers to keep to himself. Or keep to his creatures. This place, it seems, has elected to force him out of his usual comfort zone.
While he may not like it, he is nothing if not adaptable.
Cautiously, he peeks in a little, not wanting to intrude. "Hello, Credence. Might I come in?"
WHERE: In the forest, the village, and at where Graves and Credence live.
WHEN: July 8 and onward.
OPEN TO: All with closed starters for Graves and Credence.
WARNINGS: None yet. Will update if necessary.
( open. ) the forest + the village.
It took something of an adventure, bringing Itiiti back to Moana in the village, to finally have Newt coming back willingly. He has considered the previous offer of a roof over his head by Percival after the hailstorm, and came to the conclusion that they will have far better chances of surviving whatever else this place might force on them together. No man is an island, after all.
Besides, he's far easier to find if he's in one place that isn't a constantly shifting forest, yes? He can stop by and see how Wanda is doing with the chicks, perhaps. Or maybe he'll even run into Finnick and Annie again. He wouldn't mind it so much. East should be healing well enough, but she might could do with a proper check-in.
Now that he's arrived, he can see the damage that is still being repaired from the earthquake. He'd been lucky. They all had, it seemed. Perhaps it was another thing he could offer a hand with. He should probably look into finding a place to put his things before getting too involved. Never mind that he looks rather ridiculous with his stoat, Devlin, perched on one shoulder to investigate, and his pack still strapped to his back.
( closed. ) graves.
Newt only has the pack on his back with some nuts and berries gathered, a couple of fish he caught earlier in the morning, and the pack on his back when he shows up on Graves' doorstep again. He didn't come to the decision to come here lightly. In fact, he'd quite ignored the insisting after the hail storm where he'd ended up with a mild injury. It was nothing, truly, just a cut and a bruise. He's gotten far worse from Dougal in the past.
But then the earthquake had happened, Credence had disappeared for a couple of days, and ---well, Newt could hardly justify refusing the other man's offer. Strength in numbers, and all. It's with that knowledge that he arrives on the doorstep to the house, pack strapped to his back, Devlin perched on a shoulder, and knocks.
While he has every intention of taking Percival up on his prior offer, they should talk first. Much has happened since they both arrived, but they've had very little chance to talk properly.
( closed. ) credence.
Newt comes to the door where Credence stays in the house, and knocks lightly on the door. It still feels quite odd and almost imposing to be here. He's never been very comfortable any social sphere, and much prefers to keep to himself. Or keep to his creatures. This place, it seems, has elected to force him out of his usual comfort zone.
While he may not like it, he is nothing if not adaptable.
Cautiously, he peeks in a little, not wanting to intrude. "Hello, Credence. Might I come in?"
The Village
She beckoned Newt over, gesturing with her head, her foot nearly sliding out from under her. "Seven hells! Come here and help me." The damage hadn't been too great, thank the gods. She still had a home, as did so many others. None had been killed. Now there was only the annoyance of repair to oversee.
"Stop gawking and make yourself useful, ser!"
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"Right, of course," Newt began, heading up onto the porch. He looked up, to see what it was she was doing, but not quite at her. He quickly climbs up next to her, trying not to jostle the rail, and takes hold of the board. "Do you always start potentially dangerous tasks on your own and shout for complete strangers to assist you?"
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She had a habit of putting herself in precarious situations, but enjoyed the thrill of it more than she could express. She angled her nails, quickly pounding them into place. When the last nail was in, she reached out and put her hand on his shoulder, using him as leverage as she hopped to the ground.
"Thank you. Now the walls won't leak. I'm Lyanna Stark."