Nal Little

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 00:48:27, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little nudges the door open, shuffling inside. Her right arm remains tucked across her chest as she moves towards the bar counter, peering around from under the wooly rim of the hat she's wearing.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 00:59:57, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little climbs clumsily onto a stool, right leg and arm uncooperative, swinging her feet gently as she looks around.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 01:05:49, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little offers Kisa a lopsided smile.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 01:16:45, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little carefully lifts her right hand, the movement taking more than a little concentration, and puts it together with her left; a position standard for prayer.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 04:29:23, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little wakes up, having fallen into a doze, tucked inside her coat in a booth.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 04:36:26, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little rubs her eyes with her left hand, expression a little lopsided when she smiles, eyes caught by Assa.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 04:44:15, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little smiles, the right side of her mouth lower than the right, before her expression twists into a thoughtful frown. "Nal is neigh my." The frown deepens. "Nal, is. My name."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 04:47:16, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little makes a small hand gesture, with no apparent reason. "You. Fun make. Your name of?" She smiles. "It like don't?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 04:54:26, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little glances at Aislinn. "Woman, that. Um, bad ton-ack-ree. Um, um, react-on. Rude, public not for." She flushes slightly. "Vit-pry... private."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 04:58:36, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little looks seriously relieved not to have to watch. "Um, um-" Her hand circles slightly as she hunts for the proper way to form what she wants to say. "It- rude, that do to, in here. I want to see not. Is- sex. For here in not."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 05:02:38, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little tilts her head, smiling, hand coming up to play with the gold chain secured around her neck. "Yes. Say you would why?" She hastily covers her eyes, embarrassed, when Aislinn Acantha calls to her.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 05:05:24, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little whispers to Assa, so she alone will here. "Think you do... is she... prostitute?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 05:07:36, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little peeks out, before covering her eyes again, giggling in a faintly horrified fashion. "Saw I thing-some, something, saw- don't want see that."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 05:09:51, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little flushes, looking deeply embarrassed but still rather entertained. "Public in is. Rude so. That. Be-fore never seen."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-02-13 05:11:21, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little can barely keep herself propped up, giggling helplessly.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-11-14 10:04:40, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little shuffled into the room, wearing a wool hat to cover wispy blonde hair and a coat thicker than strictly necessary given the weather. Her gait was slightly odd but there was a certain practised rhythm to her steps that indicated that whatever difficulty she was having wasn't new to her.

Not all that old, though her true age was difficult to tell given the fact that she was small in a stunted sort of way, she seemed more than a little out of place as she levered herself up onto a stool.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-11-14 10:17:26, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little rubbed her right shoulder with her left hand, right arm curled in her lap with the hand curled slightly; the fingers of her left hand appeared to be better defined than the right. She looked at Dorsan, having seen him glancing over, but soon looked away when a loud noise caught her attention. She shot Petunia May an odd look, not quite sure what the girl was doing.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-11-14 10:20:02, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little muttered to herself 'kill me' then frowned and tried again, knowing that that couldn't be right at all. "Key mill?" She sighed, looking more than a little self-conscious as she tucked her arm further out of sight. "Yes?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-11-14 10:39:25, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little was feeling rather out of place all of a sudden, though she hadn't really felt all that at ease from the start; she had been inside for as long as she could remember, and the sudden introduction to the world was causing the beginnings of agoraphobia. Iante sitting down beside her made her jump rather badly.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-11-14 10:50:53, as written by Dan-Nal-Khali

Nal Little shook her head; she didn't want to be alone in such a large space, at least, not now. She offered him a lopsided smile and shook her head. "Stay. Please." There was a faintly dysphasic uncertainly in the way that she spoke, but she certainly understood what was being said to her. She tapped her chest with her left hand, the right still curled in her lap. "Nal."

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Dan-Nal-Khali

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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