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Nalla

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Death before dishonour.

|| Gon' ghost myself a book three V 'til I can find myself one.


Wandering around clad in leather and holding a dagger - not at all scary looking.


- sort of thing she'd been prepared for.


"If they die, it was by their choice," Nalla muttered with a shrug.


"If I didn't have to think of the possibility of rations, I would try to convince them to come with us."


"Yes, let's follow the child! I'm /sure/ he knows what he's doing," Nalla drawled sarcastically, "They're idiots."


"IT'S LIKE NO ONE'S FUCKING READ THE BOOK." Continues in the opposite direction to the one Peter's going in.


Nalla glanced back and rolled her eyes at everyone but Alaska. Idiots. All of them.


Nalla is not following a flying, fictional child. No way.


"Scribe, hear me now. One more moment of this nonsense and a star is coming out my pocket."


"SHUT UP WITH YOUR ARGUING CHILDREN."


"I've never seen so many panties in a twist."


- something idiot. By the Scribe, someone stop that before it happens."


Goes on a hunt for food.


- (however, luckily, it was not yet more than that).


This is not a conversation she's enjoying overhearing.


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