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February 1st, 1896 — St. Mungo's Hospital, London

It had taken Nico the whole two months since his return to finally work up the courage to be seen in public. It had been manageable abroad once Sirius and Rex had found out and then it was just a matter of being around strangers he didn't ever have to see again... Hopefully. Back in Britain, however, it was another matter. He'd thankfully managed to find a potion towards the end of the tour that had allowed him to fool his family when he first came home but it had run out and he'd more or less locked himself in his room since trying to figure out his own way of fixing his predicament. He couldn't let his father find out.

He'd tried polyjuice potion but it had left his legs untransformed which might have some use in the future if he didn't want to be recognized as himself. He'd done his best to research ways to reverse a botch animagus transformation but had found nothing concrete from the books at home. He'd tried various charms to either hide the legs or transfigure the legs but the best he had was an illusion spell he'd now gotten rather good at for making his feet look like he was wearing normal shoes when in fact he was barefoot. His shoes were all useless now with these wretched bird feet.

So coming to St. Mungo's was a last ditch effort. Maybe they wouldn't be able to fix him fully but maybe they could improve it somehow?

Nico sheepishly walked into the reception area of the hospital - his voluminous floor-length robe seemed to be successfully hiding his backwards bending bird knees. He still wasn't quite reconciled to the possibility that he may never wear a pair of trousers again. As he approached the desk, he realized a beat too late that the floor must've been waxed very recently and suddenly he was toppling over. It had taken him days to figure out the new balance of his body and it still wasn't perfect now - he did, after all, have a human torso and the legs of 3 foot wading bird to hold it all up with. There was a reason human legs were the way they were. As he fell, he heard a screech that was vaguely reminiscent of a goose uncannily at the same time he'd let out a cry of shock. He didn't have time to contemplate how odd this was or whether it might've actually been him, however, because he was too busy flapping around to make sure his legs stayed hidden under the vast swathes of fabric he was wearing.


Outfit | Tag: | Notes: Nico did make the bird noise and his feet are still charmed to look like he's wearing shoes but it's up to you whether you want your character to have potentially glimpsed some skinny bird legs up his robe but uh they'll have to have been looking up robe :P For refence the sound he made



Take note of Nico's height! He has bird legs now but it's not public knowledge. Unless otherwise stated, you can safely assume Nico is wearing a full-length robe in any post set after November 1895.

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