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Nefertari was out stretching her long legs outside the school. Classrooms were horribling confining. So as soon as she could she was out the door and into the sun light. Her feathered wings stretched out and her claws unsheathed for a second. She loved a good stretch like any feline. The ghoul was also bored which was never a good thing. She could get into plenty of mischif when she had nothing to do.

She was dressed more casual today with her shorts covered by an egyptian skirt and her typical mid-drift. She hadn't removed any of her jewelry, all limbs adorned with her favorite pieces. Oh yes this ghoul loved her shinies. The collar around her neck was beautiful and the glint of the golden anhk in her hair only made her sparkle more. For someone who played Roughby she was sure girly at times.

The feline blinked as the new ghoul walked up. She looked her up and down, examining her while she spoke. The ghoul had good fashion sense at least, Tari definately liked the skirt. But it was rude not to speak when spoken too. She tossed a lock of midnight black hair over her shoulder and smirked.

"Hello to you too. And thank you, I do love my wings," she smiled to the girl. She knew flattery when she heard it and this ghoul was dripping with it. She would play along until she figured out what she wanted.

"My name is Nefertari; what's your name honey?" she purred to the ghoul. A game of wits was always enjoyable, it was like a chess match. Lets she what move the ghoul made next.

"Well Vieve it's nice to meet someone who appriciates a preened wing," she smiled a bit her fangs showing. This ghoul was not a monster, she could tell that much. And she certainly wasn't undead, she had too many mummy friends to not be able to spot those. So what was she? A demon? A ghost?

The ghoul was quite intent on looking at her. It seemed she had shaken her just a bit with her tone and words. Good, she liked a challenge. Now it was the ghoul's turn to play her peice. Ah a good move. But Tari had a better move, or at least one that would be more fun.

"Oh I'd love a good fly around," she leaned in a bit, "Maybe with a friend?"

Tari now figured out what the ghoul kept looking at. Her jewelry seemed to be the main focus. Why the ghoul couldn't just come out and say it was beyond her. Most of her jewelry were presents from her siblings or bribes given to not pounce them at important moments. Yeah she could be bought with pretty things. A few were going away presents her mummy friends had given to her before she left. Some had been directly from their wrapping. Ah her dear friends.

But the anhk in her hair was the one that meant the most to her. Her grandmother had given it to her as a sign of protection when she was just a cub. Anhks were special to her family as they represented the protection her clan offered. She cherished it more than anything else.

"I suppose a bit of flying wouldn't be too bad," she smiled softly then spread her large feather wings out. With a few beats she was airborn, gliding in the warm currents of Amityville's skys.

Tari enjoyed soaring through the air even if she was rather suspicious of the ghoul asking her to do so. Most who enjoyed the sight of wings and the idea of flying rarely turned down an opportunity to go with the flyer. Tari had flown with younger siblings, those too young to fly, many times.

She heard the female below yell to fly higher. Well alright. She kept her suspicions on the forefront of her mind as she beat her wings and moved higher in the sky.

She glided around in circles, looking down at the female, like a vulture circling a dying animal. She wondered what the ghoul could possibly want her to do next.