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(Continuing from here)

*Mina, as she often does, is sitting in the kitchen with a cup of tea. Her hands are shaking, though, and she hasn't yet taken a sip of the tea. There's a shawl wrapped around her shoulders but, if one looks, they can see the bite marks on her neck.

She's wearing a crucifix, of course. She's not an idiot.*

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Well then, here's Lucy prancing in and sitting next to Mina.

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*And there, there's Mina checking her neck, surreptitiously - oh, good, no marks there - and then giving her a faint smile* Oh, Lucy, dear, it's so good to see you.

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"And you, as well! I feel as though I haven't seen you in ages! How are you? And dear Jonathan, how is he? You must tell me absolutely everything!"

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*some of the lightness comes back to her voice just from Lucy's presence.* Oh, I agree! Why is it that we spend so long apart when we live so near? *pause. After a brief consideration, she decides not to shelter Lucy too much* Well, I'm afraid that I'm none too well at the moment. *forced smile. Lucy may notice the marks or not as she pleases.*

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"Why, what's the matter?"

Since the last thing she would ever expect is for Mina to have marks on her neck, she isn't looking there just yet.

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*a pause* There was a bit of...an accident, I fear. *another pause, and she moves her hair to show Lucy the marks, though she doesn't want to frighten her.*

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"Accident? What do you--"

And then she gasps, horrified.

"Mina... Lord, what happened?!"

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*Instinctively, she grasps one of Lucy's hands, half to calm Lucy and half to calm herself* It'll be all right, it's just...I ran into someone in the hallway, and he happened to be...one of them.

[Typist: Oh, the Victorian girls.]

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"No! It's-- that's not alright! That's not alright at all! They're... attacking innocent people! Oh my Lord, what are we to do?"

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*Mina would say 'when have they ever not?' but she restrains herself for Lucy's sake* You have your crucifix, do you not? We'll keep those on, and we'll be careful where we go at night.