Nala

"I thought so," Tramp said with smile. "It’s really hard not for someone to fall in love with me."

'I didn't realize that you were this full of yourself when I met you," she smirked as she rolled her eyes. "I did miss you though. It's so lonely in this place sometimes," she pointed out, her fingers unconsciously reaching over to mess with a curl in his hair. "How have you been though? Besides getting beat up?" she joked.

In The Garden (Nala & Tramp)

Tramp sighed, finally glad to be relaxed. “I’m trying my best. Geez, are you jealous?” Tramp peeked his eye open to find her staring at him, a grin forming once again on his face.”You are jealous, aren’t you?”

Nala snorted as she tried to hide a laugh that came in response to his comment. "Yes, Tramp. DIdn't you hear? I'm crazy about you," she said, batting her eyes at him before rolling them. "You wish."

Kristoff looked down at the book again and frowned, since he’d hadn’t been able to read the title or any of the pages, the picture on the cover had been the thing to draw him in. He guessed that’s what people meant by not judging a book by it’s cover. “I’m open to suggestions.” Kristoff replied with a nod, returning her smile with one of his own, but even as he did so a knot formed in the pit of his stomach. How long could he keep of the facade of being able to read while talking about books? “What sort of books to you usually enjoy reading?” He asked, trying to keep the focus on her for as long as possible.

“Come with me,” she said with a small smile, beginning to walk into the nearest aisle. ‘I prefer a mix most of the time. I go for mystery and romance, because with those alone, you’ll get a good read. What kind were you looking for?” she asked, looking over the numerous selections that sat on the shelves in front of her. Nala was glad that it wasn’t really difficult for her to talk to him, and it was probably because she had already interacted with him once, in a more vulnerable position. It pleased her and made her wonder at the same time. “I’m Nala, by the way,” she greeted with a smile.

#Convo: Kristoff

In The Garden (Nala & Tramp)

Tramp was surprised when she allowed his hand to stay on her face. A grin spreading across his face, as he retracted his hand. “Berlioz. You know crazy guy that’s all about his Cindy poo.” He scoffed as he laid back, resting his head on her lap. “Don’t be too upset with me, it would seem I have someone from my past traipsing about the asylum walls. We had a bit of catching up to do, so I’ve been entirely too occupied to deal with anything else.” Tramp said as he crossed his ankles, closing his eyes.

"Berlioz?" she repeated, her brows furrowing at the name. "I don't know who any of those people are," she stated, crossing her arms over her chest, "but you seem very calm for someone who got beat up." She listened again as he talked, and she realized that he must have been talking about Lady, the girl that she had spoken to on a few occasions. nala roller her eyes at him when he made himself comfortable in her lap, secretly enjoying the feeling of him being so close in contact with her. "Well you could have made time for me, you know. I thought we were gonna work on the whole friendship thing. And that's kinda hard to do with only one person involved," she explained, looking down at his face, his eyes still closed.

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I'm sorry

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Aurora turned her head from the window and saw another girl coming around the corner. “I’m sorry.” She told her, pushing herself to her feet. “I thought you were a nurse…” She laughed slightly, Pushing her hair away from her face, she glanced at the other girl. “Am I in your spot?”

"Oh... no, you're not. I was just getting to my room. I'm Nala," she introduced herself, taking the first step. She was trying really hard to follow Sweeney's orders and try to make these bonds with people, since he thought that it was an issue that she'd been here for so long but barely has any actual friends.

#Convo: Aurora

In The Garden (Nala & Tramp)

Tramp’s brows pinched together as he heard the girl speak. She seemed upset that she hadn’t seen him, but he wasn’t sure why. Most people thought the other way around. Sitting next to her on the fountain, “I’ve been dealing with some Lady drama I guess. Been a little busy. Got beat up by Berlioz. The usual week.” Tramp’s grinned, flicking the bud from his lips to the ground, stamping it under his shoe. “Why? Did you miss me boo?” He said as he touched the side of her face.

Nala blinked a few times when he touched her face, feeling a strange comfort in the small action. She shook her head a bit to snap out of it, realizing that she reacted a second too late. What was wrong with her? She doesn't like Tramp. But something about just being around him... "Wait... who beat you up? And what lady problems? Where have you been, Tramp? I wanted to talk to you so many times and you were nowhere to be found."

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In The Garden (Nala & Tramp)

"Well look who decided to come out and play today," Tramp said with a cigarette hanging from the side of his mouth. His stood lazily with his hand shoved in his pocket as he watched her play with the water. "I was starting to think Sweeney swallowed you whole."

Nala cleared her throat before she spoke, not wanting her voice to break once she started to talk. “I should be saying that to you, I think. You’ve been pretty MIA recently,” she replied emotionlessly. She should know. Tramp was the closest thing she had to a friend, seeing as how she’s probably talked to him the most out of anyone, besides Sweeney. But she didn’t really know what it was anymore since she hadn’t seen him or talked to him in weeks. She’s definitely tried to find him, even go so far as to knock on his door a few times, but she never got a response. So were they actually friends? She wasn’t too sure.

In The Garden (Nala&Ariel)

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Her head continuously seemed to swim around the outside of a whirlpool or something else malicious like that. Finding Eric…Ariel had been worried it would never happen, that she’d be alone in this place with only still images to remind her of both her homes. The emotional turmoil she was experiencing could only be quelled by the feel of her feet in water. As she reached the fountain, Ariel couldn’t get her shoes off fast enough. The moment she sat on the fountain edge and felt the cool lapping of the content water on her skin, her head could feel a bit clearer. Glancing to her side, her gaze fell on a quiet brunette, one Ariel remembered from a few weeks ago. “You don’t mind a bit of company do you?” she asked with a gentle smile, watching as the girl created ripples.

#Convo: Ariel #Sad Nala =(

Nala noticed the redhead that she had met weeks ago walking over to the fountain as well, but decided to just let her be. She didn’t have the strength at the moment to interact with anyone, and the face that she hadn’t seen Nala sitting there made it all the better for her. It seemed that she had spoken too soon, however, when the girl saw her and spoke up. She looked up at the girl, feeling a completely distant feeling from her. She didn’t want to deal with people right now, despite the fact that since day one, this girl has been nothing but sweet and welcoming to her. The thought alone brought tears to Nala’s eyes, and she had to turn around and cover her face to keep them from falling. ‘What’s wrong with me?’ she thought to herself, letting out a shaky breath as the tears fell into her palms.

Kristoff nearly jumped when he felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned in his seat to address the person, who’s voice was oddly familiar. He recognized her face immediately, but pretended not. His eyes went to the book in her hand and he frowned. He was grateful that she didn’t scold him for throwing the book, but he wasn’t sure if she was just being kind or she genuinely didn’t know he’d intended to do it. “Thank you.” He murmured, begrudgingly taking the book from her and setting it down on the table. He trying to be more careful with it in front of her, even though it frustrated him. It wasn’t the book’s fault that he couldn’t read. He gazed down at the cover, the title was engraved in gold, and even though he could identify the markings as letter, he could not even begin figuring out what it said. “Have you ever read this?” He asked her, opening the book and flipping through the pages.

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Nala couldn't understand why he had seemed so frustrated, even though he tried to hide it. She glanced at the book when he asked her the question, and she nodded her head. “Yeah, just once though. I don’t recommend it. It’s kind of dull and boring,” she joked with a small smile. She felt a bit at ease with him now, not at all like their first encounter. She didn’t even want to hear him speak the first time they met, but she put that behind her. “I can find you a good book if you want. There’s a lot to choose from in this place,” she suggested, trying to take some of Sweeney's advice and not be so... alone.

#Convo: Kristoff

I'm sorry

"I’ll go to my room soon. Just five more minutes." Aurora pleaded as she heard the approaching footsteps, thinking that it was a nurse coming to tell her it was past curfew and time to go to her room.

Nala was walking down the hallway towards her room after just finishing dinner. She felt worn out every time she was forced to be around so much people. When she was about to turn the hallway, she heard a soft voice speak, asking for more time before she went to her room. She rounded the corner and saw the source of the voice, a young girl sitting on one of the couches in the hallways. "Oh, no I'm not a nurse or anything," she replied.

#Convo: Aurora

Kristoff sat in the library among the shelves, his entire body hunched over a book. His brow was furrowed in deep concentration and he his frowning. He turned pages faster than he could read them, particularly because he couldn’t read. The trolls had no use for reading, everything they knew was knowledge passed down to them through generations, so he’d never learned how. He paused on pages that had pictures, but after a few more minutes of this, he grumbled in frustration and slammed the book shut, tossing it away from himself like it’d offended him. When it came to ice harvesting or other tasks that involved strength or endurance, Kristoff excelled, but nothing made him feel as inadequate as a book.

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Nala had been sitting in a corner of the library for over an hour now. She had left the garden and decided to try and find a book to read, but nothing could manage to grab her enough to keep her interested. She felt like a zombie the way she was basically walking from place to place, trying to find something to fill the void that was engulfing her. She jumped a bit when a book came out of nowhere and landed next to her outstretched legs, just barely missing her knee. She picked it up and saw that it was a mystery book. After looking it over, she sat up a bit and looked in the direction that it came from to see the man that she had come in contact with about a week ago, after her nervous breakdown. She almost felt embarrassed, since he had seen her so weak and vulnerable, but she let it go. There was no need for her to feel that way. She stood up and walked over to the table where the tall man was sitting, remembering his blonde hair as she stared at his head, his eyes focused on the table. "H-hi," she said quietly, tapping his shoulder with her finger. "Here. You, um, kinda dropped this."

#Convo: Kristoff

In The Garden (Open)

Nala sat at the edge of the fountain at the center of the garden, watching the water as continuous ripples were created. She let her fingertips glide across the surface, watching the ripples that she now caused trickle through the fountain. She was lost in this place. This... asylum, as everyone else called it. She could feel that she was losing a little bit of herself as days passed by. She felt alone all the time. There was no one that she could relate to, or even just talk to. She could not find a person that understood her or even a friend who would just listen to her speak. She couldn't fully open up to Sweeney. She always had difficulty whenever she tried. She was at a loss, she didn't know what to do to just make the empty feeling go away.

Kristoff barreled down the corridor on his way to the garden, the man was so large that he couldn’t do much of anything quietly. He paused mid step when he saw someone on one of the couches, he couldn’t tell who the person was considering the way curled into a tight little ball, as if they were trying to disappear inside of themselves. It reminded him a bit of the trolls. He didn’t want to disturb them, but there was something odd about it all. He approached the couch slowly, trying to tread lightly.

"Are you alright?" He asked in a softly, or at least as soft and tender as he could make his deep, brutish, voice sound. He didn’t want to startle her, he now knew it was a female. “Do you need me to get a nurse?” He asked, getting down on his knees beside the sofa. “Or a doctor, maybe?”

Nala cringed visibly at the foreign voice, letting out a pathetic whimper as she covered her ears with her fists. "Stop talking. Please everyone needs to stop," she breathed out, her voice strained as she let out a shaky breath. "i can't take it anymore. I need to be back home. I need to, I need to..." she chanted quietly to herself, her body gently rocking back and forth.

#convo: kristoff