MCA Lobby, [2/9]

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Mina was relieved that talk of vampires and general hysteria had died down. And also that none who knew her (increasingly poorly kept) secret had come to accuse her of anything.

The recent hub-bub made her simple filing and monotonous paperwork tasks seem a little pleasant. But she longed for something greater. A mission, perhaps. Travel somewhere exotic. Anything with a bit of true excitement.

It would help get her mind off the niggling feeling that had been back in her mind ever since she'd heard of the attack on radio. That one, demonic little thought, of just how good it tasted to feed off a living human being.

Mina busied herself with her work, behind the desk of the MCA lobby. Perhaps that would keep her in check, she hoped.

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Angua realized that she really couldn't spend all of her time that wasn't at the station finding places to stick her nose that weren't her apartment, so she actually did return after work, intending to try to get through as much as she could before the vampire smell drove her mad and she needed to go out for walksies again.

And, look, she was even going to bite the silver bullet and give the landlady a smile on her way in, too. She just hoped it wasn't as toothy as it felt like it was.

"Afternoon."

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"Sergeant," Mina greeted, her smile pleasant and partially fake. "I do hope you are finding your apartment agreeable?"

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Angua shrugged slightly. "Not exactly what I'm used to," she said. "You were right about it being fairly nice."

Now if only the place didn't reek of bloodsucker.

"I've gotten to see a lot of the town lately, as well."

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This was really a powder keg situation, ready to blow.

"And how are you finding the town?" she asked, genuinely interested. "Not too stressful, I hope."

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"...Small," said Angua, honestly enough, after taking a careful moment to find a good, appropriate word. Nearly everything that came to mind as an elaboration, however, didn't seem to work, so her brain sniffed around the corners of her mind a little more, just add something else.

"...Very good coffee, actually."

But whatever did they do for potholes?

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"A fair assessment, really," Mina said. "Compared to London, this place is compact and thriving, but much smaller indeed."

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"Smells better than Ankh-Morpork, too," Angua offered in what she was figuring was a very good job at just conversation, even if it wasn't exactly attempting to be particularly pleasant. But she wasn't a vampire; she didn't exactly worry about charm.

"When it doesn't reek of vanilla, anyway."

Or vampires.

She might get over it one day, but it was unlikely. For now, just shooting the breeze. With a vampire. Like you do. Hoping things didn't turn out the way they did the last time she tried that whole civil to a bloodsucker thing...

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"Are you particularly apt at recognizing scents?" Mina inquired, mostly out of her own curiosity. "That must be useful in your line of work."

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"I have a sensitive nose to begin with," said Angua, easily enough. It seemed general enough to be an unremarkable trait. "But a place like Ankh-Morpork has a scent to it that anyone would carry with them."

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"Oh dear," Mina said. "Then again, London in my time was also not the cleanest of cities. And I suppose it also matters on the local industries. A town with many breweries or bakeries would smell different than a town of metalworkers."

Eventually, she'd break down and just ask Angua what the hell she was so uncomfortable about.

Today was not that day.

"What is Ankh-Morpork," she said the words with careful diction, not wanting to mispronounce it, "famous for?"

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Now that was a hell of a question. Angua quirked a brow.

"You mean, besides the smell?"

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"Well, something has to cause the smell," Mina said. "Smell is a by-product."

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"...the dirt, then?" Angua supposed and she shrugged. "I suppose one could say the Unseen University, too. Although not as a cause of the smell, but something it's known for. It's also the largest city-state on the Disc."

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Mina took mental notes of the university and the mention of 'Disc'. "I see," she said, smiling and nodding politely. "I wouldn't mind hearing more of this city. When it would be convenient to you, of course."

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Angua smiled, tight and toothy, and heard the words coming out from it before she could really stop them, marching on with their facades of politeness, "Tea, sometime, perhaps?"

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"Tea would be lovely," Mina agreed. "My schedule is often quite free, other than Fridays when I work at the local clinic."

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"Wednesday?" Angua offered, though, admittedly, it was sort of a random, arbitrary choice.

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"A good of a day as any," Mina said. "It would be a pleasure. My apartment or yours?"

She wanted to see if Angua would actually invite her in.

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Angua thought of taking tea in a vampire's room and vertiably choked just thinking about it.

"Oh, I'd be happy to host," she said.