zelly is an amazing detective/genius

The door to the bar opens with a resounding slam, as though the young man who (after pausing for a moment, thoughtful, calculating) walks through the entrance has brought a tremulous maelstrom with him.

He stalks across the cosy, quaintness of the bar with deliberate steps, past several confused, frustrated and curious patrons alike, finally arriving at the Bar herself.

"Whiskey," he says, "neat."

No response.

"Oh, come on," he grumbles. "I object to this refusal. I have had my share of alcohol back home, you know."

Still, the Bar does not grant his request.

A pause, then the boy requests in a low voice, "Tea, then. Scorching hot, if you will."

At this, a particularly delicate looking piece of white china filled with his steaming hot beverage appears, complete with pretty saucer and silver spoon.

The boy mumbles a reluctant (and vaguely put-off) 'Thanks' before he rubs the spot between his eyes. Upon closer inspection, one might notice that his face is haggard and he looks as though sleep has been hard to come by for days.

Glumly, he drops in a cube of sugar and pours the milk before stirring.

And stirring.

And stirring.

Distracted? Oh, yes.




[ooc: For those of you who know canon, Nat here is taken specifically from The Golem's Eye of the trilogy; for those who don't know the canon, Nathaniel is the grumpiest, most pompous fourteen year old you'll likely ever meet. But under stress, he's a lot more willing to share. Maybe.

:D?

Just trying this pup on for size, because I freakin' love him.]