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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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.
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"There's bound to be something lying about. Also, if you have any old family heirlooms, they might be bound to show up. Though in your case that might be somewhat disturbing as the closest thing to a weapon your family's passed down through the ages is teeth.
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"You're hilarious," she added sarcastically, walking back upstairs. "Especially since that's a bit like the pot calling the kettle black, don't you think? I see you still have the fangs here."
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*That message being, generally, Stop.
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"If you think about it."
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