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Credence Barebone - Fantastic Beasts [Possibly spoilers]
In a very small, obviously nervous voice he said one word in question:
"Help?"
Her mom senses are tingling...
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"B-brought where?" He managed, his voice still very quiet and hushed. Almost as if he was afraid to speak up.
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"It's a place called Nautilus," she said. "It's a bit difficult to explain, but Nautilus is sort of a world between worlds. People are brought here from a lot of different times and places. I was just brought here recently myself, from a world called D'Qar. Can I ask where you're from?"
Baby steps. If she had some idea where he was from, she might be able to better judge how to reassure him.
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It was strange. Even though he was anxious about finding himself in an unfamiliar face - there was a sort of internal peace for once; as if something that had been coiling and knotted in his chest had gone.
But the loss of his repressed magic didn't make him any less nervous.
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"New York," she repeated. "Can't say I've ever been there, but given what I know of Nautilus, that's not too surprising. My name's Leia Organa-Solo. What's yours?"
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"I'm Credence. Credence Barebone."
That was the name he'd been given when Mary Lou adopted him, anyway. In the back of his mind he vaguely wondered what his birth name might have been before he'd been taken in by that terrible woman. Part of him wanted to reject that last name now but for now it was the only name he had. So that's what he gave.
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"Now I'm sure you have questions," she said. "So feel free to ask, and I'll do my best to answer. There's no need to worry about sounding foolish; everybody here was a newcomer once, and it's a lot to take in."
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"Is... Is this hell?"
He'd been told it was the place where all witches and wizards would burn, along with all bad and naughty children. Mary Lou had made it clear that he was on that track if he didn't smarten up and do what she said. But... after what he had done... and to suddenly find himself here... Maybe this was the place he'd been threatened with.
Even if there didn't appear to be any flames.
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Credence didn't really relax at hearing her words but he became slightly less hunched up.
"How do I... um... get home?"
He wasn't sure he even had any home to go back to, but surely he couldn't stay here?
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"In the meantime, there are places new arrivals can stay, called Welcome Houses," she said. "I can show you to the one I've been staying at, if you like. And food is provided at no charge. In fact there's no charge for anything, since Nautilus really doesn't have any form of currency."
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He looked down, shoulders hunching again.
"What do I have to do?"
Even without currency he assumed he'd have to do something for food and everything else. Nothing was truly free.
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"I... I'm Credence," he's obviously shy and very nervous, almost giving the impression of a wounded animal.
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Rose puts her hands in her pockets, and nods with a cheerful grin, she hopes is a little reassuring. "Nice to meet you, mate. You are new to Nautilus, right? Because it'd be a shame to waste all the introduction speeches if you've been here before."
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He sounded worried about that, as if magic was a bad thing - or at least something to be potentially frightened about.
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Of course she could also mean the difference between the magical and non-magical worlds, he thought but didn't want to voice.
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Even assuming Krop Tor wasn't "hell" per se, given its proximity to the black hole, the Beast, the possession of everyone, and even the Doctor said the language was older than he could recognize, older than the Universe itself supposedly. So as far as Rose is concerned, that was as close to Hell as she cared to get. But she wasn't going to explain that to anyone if she could avoid it.
In spite of his earlier fears of touching, Rose reached out to put a hand reassuringly on his elbow, reminded again mentally that she should probably be more careful about touch and showing sympathy to strangers lest she revitalize more daleks or whatever else. "Whatever you're coming from, you don't have to worry about that here, I promise." She gave the most sympathetic expression she had. "It's not so bad here. Even though there's some really bad chaos storms, most of the time it's quite lovely, really."
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"I was told that's where I probably would end up," he whispered, looking away from her.
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A light head pat before she pulled back and offered him a hand. "Come on, are you hungry? There's a bunch of great restaurants here. See?" a wink and a wolfish grin, "Very not hell. Do you come from a place with witchcraft or are you just used to the idea of it? I visited a couple planets where it was a thing, sort of." She waved her opposite hand, using the chatter to try to reassure him still that this was very not Hell, and that she wasn't a threat (because she really wasn't yet, if ever.) "The Doctor, my friend, and pilot, he said it was all psychic electricity magnetic something-something transference, and he's a little particular about the Bending here, that it's weaving chaos energy and I don't know what else." She poked her tongue through her teeth in an even more wolfish grin. "But if it does the same thing as magic, does it really matter what you call it?" she tossed him a wink and flipped her hair out of her way.
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"You've... uhh... seen the devil?" Well, that was an unsettling statement to hear.
He took her hand tentatively, like a shy little boy much younger than his apparent age. "My ma told me that all witches are wicked and evil and had to be stopped. The world had to be burned clean of them." He took a nervous, shaky breath in and out. "But I don't think it's as simple as she says."
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