[Oh thank god they don’t have to be a gaslighting chain—
Hans literally leans over and tilts his head to get an ear closer so that probably answers that. After a moment he shakes his head, but more like he’s trying to get a fly off than a denial.]
Hrmeow... Here I woke up an’ thought I won big... [well, he wasn’t the most enthusiastic gambler anyways] What’s this, then? Casino’s haunted?
Yeah, it sure is! When I came back by after leavin' this morning there were some cops and stuff around, so I went back to look, and there was all this crazy damage I didn't notice at all when I woke up?? Like, a window was broken and the door was blasted with a laser or somethin'??
And then I went back up to the game floor and there were bullets in some of those machines you were playin' on last night.
... Nyahaha, I'm surprised yer the first one I've seen up here.
[Because yeah, isn't that the general mood right now? Honestly, Hans doesn't look particularly surprised, either -- he finds a decent perch on the roof that has a good vantage point for seeing anyone else coming up but isn't super obvious from below. Being at the police station right now is probably not the best PR move.
On the other hand...]
There's loads of the hero bunch probably headin' in, though. Considering how the policin' goes around here, ya won't get discovered when they've got their hands full.
Yeah, well, let's hope not. Never tried bustin' someone out of a place I hadn't already been locked up in myself. Don't really have a home field advantage here.
[ mmmmmm welp. this seriously sucks, but he's not going to be a bitch about it and just avoid the consequences of that vote, so. eventually he comes by the jail, with a fresh apple in hand. ]
Hey. Not as great a perspective here compared to up on the roof, huh?
[Not that it helps Datz any, but he is probably the most dour-looking thing in this jail right now and that includes the apple, actually.
Hans contemplates the apple and then a grin spreads as he holds out a hand from where he's just lazing on the jail cot. Why not force people to do work to get him stuff like this is a hotel or something instead of what it is!! What a luxury jail cell, etc.]
How many can ya make? I could use a few.
But meow, if they've got the means to just shut us up places without even usin' a jail cell, I'd rather get shut up on the roof.
[ a light underhanded toss through the bars, then; enjoy your delicious apple. ]
Can't make any as long as I'm in here, with the power nullifier and everything. Got this one before I came in here and told the guards I was bringin' a snack. Think they'd start askin' questions if I tried to walk in here with a whole bushel, though.
[Yeah half the time he doesn’t even bother having the hairball squad out, perhaps it’s no surprise he just hasn’t particularly bothered with that problem.
Contemplating the apple and snickering some more.]
Ya coulda told ‘em cats get real hungry an’ stir crazy when ya lock ‘em up. Just to help those guys not get clawed an’ all.
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w0, friday
Hey... you been hearin' those casino sounds this morning?
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Hans literally leans over and tilts his head to get an ear closer so that probably answers that. After a moment he shakes his head, but more like he’s trying to get a fly off than a denial.]
Hrmeow... Here I woke up an’ thought I won big... [well, he wasn’t the most enthusiastic gambler anyways] What’s this, then? Casino’s haunted?
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And then I went back up to the game floor and there were bullets in some of those machines you were playin' on last night.
w0, post-trial
...Ya didn't see me here.
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[Because yeah, isn't that the general mood right now? Honestly, Hans doesn't look particularly surprised, either -- he finds a decent perch on the roof that has a good vantage point for seeing anyone else coming up but isn't super obvious from below. Being at the police station right now is probably not the best PR move.
On the other hand...]
There's loads of the hero bunch probably headin' in, though. Considering how the policin' goes around here, ya won't get discovered when they've got their hands full.
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w2, post-trial
Hey. Not as great a perspective here compared to up on the roof, huh?
[ sighs. ]
Not that it does ya any good, but sorry.
[ holds up the apple ]
Ya want this?
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Hans contemplates the apple and then a grin spreads as he holds out a hand from where he's just lazing on the jail cot. Why not force people to do work to get him stuff like this is a hotel or something instead of what it is!! What a luxury jail cell, etc.]
How many can ya make? I could use a few.
But meow, if they've got the means to just shut us up places without even usin' a jail cell, I'd rather get shut up on the roof.
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Can't make any as long as I'm in here, with the power nullifier and everything. Got this one before I came in here and told the guards I was bringin' a snack. Think they'd start askin' questions if I tried to walk in here with a whole bushel, though.
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[Yeah half the time he doesn’t even bother having the hairball squad out, perhaps it’s no surprise he just hasn’t particularly bothered with that problem.
Contemplating the apple and snickering some more.]
Ya coulda told ‘em cats get real hungry an’ stir crazy when ya lock ‘em up. Just to help those guys not get clawed an’ all.
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[ and then spend two days locked up with no apples...
he shrugs. ]
Guess I can always try makin' a second trip if ya want 'em that bad, but I dunno if ya really wanna see that much of my face.
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[The first break-in is still funny to him, mostly due to the fact that it turned the entire jail into some kind of hotel for heroes.
That and it's vastly more entertaining from the other end, but beggars can't be choosers. ☆ Cromch, goes the apple.]
.... Meow, better than I thought fer apples from who knows where. [cheekily] Might have to ask fer more after I'm done tomorrow.