The Roof: Saturday night

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Nefertiri, having been seducing for most of the day, then exercising afterward, was bored. So she decided to walk the edge of the roof. Six stories below her, she could see people wandering around.

She balanced on one foot, and contemplated Tyler. Perhaps. Perhaps.

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Pulse was normal, Irulan took her hand away as quick, she wasn't for physical contact as well.

This must be the Fandom strangeness she heard about. But the bearing was not unmistakeable, whoever Evie thought she was, she was someone born to the Royal. Well, as the saying goes, when one is in Arrakis, one must blend.

"How fortunate, my royal lineage itself spans worlds and brought about by defeating an enemy thought to be undefeatable."

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Nefertiri raised her chin, interested. "This enemy, did he resurrect himself, as did Osiris? Or walk through shadows, as Anubis does?" She crossed to the edge of the roof, looking down. "My father's kingdom extends far, but it does not span worlds, nor to this place. It is... unsettling."

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"This place is very unsettling," Irulan agreed, glad she could share that at least with Evie. "The enemy was undying, it could be in all places at once, enslaving worlds wherever it set foot," she tilted her head to Evie, wanting to know more about the person inhibiting Evie's body. "Enough about my story, I am glad to hear of yours," Irulan stopped short and realized she didn't know how to address Evie. "Princess."

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"A dreadful enemy indeed," Nefertiri said softly. "May it never come again." She turned her head, studying Irulan, then said, "My father the Pharoah sent me here to train. I shall not only be princess, but protector of the Scorpion Bracelet. To do this, I must be worthy to hold it safe, lest some unscrupulous person aspire to rule the earth through Anubis's armies, and release the darknesss of five thousand years." She looked away. "But I miss my home. This place is cold, without music, without the charms and ease of the Nile."

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"You and I are the same in that regard, then," Irulan said, equally soft, "I, too, was sent away. There are days when I miss the towering cities and opulence of my home but the people here are most kind."

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"Yes. My 'brother', Blair, for one. He was concerned for me today, but I think it was he who was ill." Nefertiri shook her head. "Your world. Your home. You miss it as well. This place becomes another home, in time, but it will never be Egypt."

Some part of Evie remembered, and Nefertiri's voice grew softer, warmer. "The crowds in the streets, the colors, the Nile snaking by in the summer; the call to the temples..."

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"Yes, it will never be..." Irulan said, feeling the echo of her homesickness in Evie's voice. Real or imagined, Evie was surely feeling the homesickness too. "Your home sounds beautiful."

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"It is." Nefertiri sighed, then straightened. "I shall return there, stronger. More prepared. And be ready for my fate as Princess." She nodded decisively. "Until then, we have comrades here, and a release from our responsibilities. For a time." She smiled at Irulan. "And leisure for play."

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Irulan didn't think of it that way. "Yes, return stronger." She agreed, thinking of the throne. "What type of weapon do you yield?"

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"Knives and staves, flail and fork." Evie spun away suddenly, her hair fanning out around her. "As well as the sword, though that less often." She came to a stop, smiling. "I met a young man of some skill today. Tyler. He promised me another match."

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"I met Tyler once," Irulan said, "I have some skill with the knife and have not had the opportunity to practice, I would be honored to join you in your training."

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Nefertiri inclined her head. "And I would be honored to have you as a sparring partner. Let it never be said that Nefertiri is too proud to learn from others."

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Irulan inclined her head. "As am I. I must turn in as well, good eve."