http://bookyeve.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-01-20 08:43 pm
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The Roof: Saturday night

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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[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"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..."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan didn't think of it that way. "Yes, return stronger." She agreed, thinking of the throne. "What type of weapon do you yield?"

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan inclined her head. "As am I. I must turn in as well, good eve."
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