cosmic jokes are like that

[dishabille_mal]

Maladicta was lounging against the outside wall of the IPD in jeans and her boots and a tank top and her uniform jacket with the sleeves bunched up to her elbows. She'd wanted to go full regalia for her first patrol with her brand new partner, but it was too damn hot

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[loaded_wolf]

Carrot told Angua there was a uniform for the IPD, and had shown her his own uniforms. Which were actually simply several brightly colored shirts. And then when she'd gone to the box he had also told her about* she eventually found one that seemed to fit her.

Angua wasn't sure what was worse, the funny looking pink creatures, or the metal breastplate of her old uniform.

Or the fact that she would be patrolling with a vampire.

Arms crossed, Angua met Maladicta outside the office. Her expression faltered when she saw what Maladicta was wearing. Vampires. Why did they always have to look so...together?

"That's not the uniform," she said with a small frown that was bordering on petulant.

* Among other things he thought she should know. Many, many things.

[dishabille_mal]

Maladicta looked over, took a good long moment taking in the other woman's... outfit, looked back up at her and allowed her eyebrows to draw together fractionally.

"It contains part of a uniform," she countered, "and it's what I've worn since I joined."

[loaded_wolf]

Great. It was like Angua was already having a bad hair day.

She glanced down at her shirt.

"There are no uniforms, are there?"

[dishabille_mal]

Maladicta glanced down, fought a pained expression, and looked back at Angua with something very like sympathy. And not the condescending sort.

"No."