You spent some time thinking in the cave, its silence proving to be a good source of comfort. Unchanging. Or at least until Newt comes back and ushers you along, saying something about his next creature and a party?
You weren't really listening to him, just going along until you are out of the case and have the Goldsteins tell you to get dressed into something more formal party style.
You begrudgingly did as you were told to, figuring that much else wouldn't do good; you just threw together a formal (Coat / Dress) Style with your F/c scarf on for your Occamy to sit in.
(if Coat, you wear a black dress shirt with a pair of slim fit dress pants and a large black trench coat of your own preferred style with a pair of f/c gloves and a f/c scarf tucked into the coat.
If Dress, you wear a white organza blouse and lengthy white a-line dress. From there, you can customise from your own choice.)
With a wave of your hand, It all just came together, and you put away your old ones for now, only keeping the Goggles with you in your coat pocket/on your head.
You were ready now. "Y-you look w-wonderful, y/n.. I-I mean, we u-um need to go inside the club now." you blushed slightly with Newt as you followed him through the entrance with Tina.
Singing echoed the entire place, a performer on stage very much 'performing' for her audience. There were many people there, witches and wizards, all with seemingly problems to hold.
Your wings and tail were hidden here, as Newt told you very importantly not to let them be revealed, but they ached and stirred, and didn't let you focus much on the others getting drinks.
Though you did notice Jacob had a Giggle Water, which was quite hard to ignore, to your displeasure. In fact, the whole place threw you off, like the dubious and the worst dwelled here.
After that, all five of you went to a table with a stout little goblin-looking collector named Gnarlack who refused to give the information you were there for, only by the most extortionate price, after seeing Newt's pocket companion, deliberately being a bowtruckle. Newt's bowtruckle, Pickett.
Newt surprisingly did so after a pause, and as the goblin spoke of the information quickly, the room roared with panic as Aurors rushed in and began casting spells. "you tipped us off!?" Tina exclaimed; just as the goblin smiled and tried to disappear, you whipped out your tail and cut his cheek on the way past to then swing and knock the bastard out, Jacob retrieving Pickett for Newt as you move to him, grabbing his hand as all of you are apparated away.
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Not Just An Animal (Newt Scamander x Reader)
FantasíaYou are y/n l/n, and you never got treated with the respect that others had, no, you were not privileged with such pleasantries, being different from the rest. You, were a genetic amalgam, a hybrid of many things. Fate is a mysterious thing that can...
