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Who: Vimes and YOU?
What: Orly tries to get back into the game by having Vimes wander around.
Where: Around Aspic
When: Today, in the afternoon
Notes: n/a
Warnings: None yet.


In theory, he was off-duty. In practice, he hadn't really managed it. Defaulting to something resembling an on-duty state was one of his oldest habits, and it had been one of the first to reassert itself when he'd ended up here (after becoming mostly nocturnal and before risking smart remarks at superiors). It felt a little like a betrayal of his family, but his family wasn't here, and any old habits that could increase his chances of getting back to them were things he couldn't quite make himself feel guilty about. As long as he didn't go back to learning rude songs so that he could pass out in the gutter singing them, he should be alright. Relatively speaking.

He paused every now and then in this tour of Aspic, stopping on his unofficial beat to twist his feet against the ground. He was still learning the streets here.
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A table in the public room in the Valhalla Inn is currently housing a middle-aged man with an unlit cigar clenched between his teeth. From the look of his clothing (a faded brown shirt, slightly less faded breeches, and fairly solid looking boots), he hasn't taken advantage of the vouchers for a new set of clothes. From the look of his face, he's less than pleased.

The likely reason for that (or the immediate one, at least) is spread out in front of him- a copy of the Bumworth Pamphlet, two maps, and a battered notebook with a few lines scrawled in pencil. The pencil that did the scrawling is being tapped idly against the edge of the table.

Maybe he can be interrupted. Or not.

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