squelching | catch-all: hans.

[they are (throws dart) in the kitchenette

saya is just squinting at the now extra rubbery cheese pizza someone left out here, like. why.]

[Which of us, we must ask, hasn't dropped by the sparse kitchenette in the hopes that this time, the fridge (is there even a fridge, I don't even know if this canon has fridges actually) will contain either actual food or at least something new to snack on.

Alas, it's in vain -- and now there's a Hans perched on the counter, because he's an expert at taking up space where he shouldn't be. He's also looking curiously at this problematic pizza, though.]

Hrmeow... That's food, ain't it? Hard to tell with some of these newfangled machines.

[They definitely do not have vending machines back home.]

[me squinting at the locations page because it doesn't say if they have a fridge. but considering they only have, like, baguels, jam and cream cheese, it's probably a mini fridge. help.

she glances at him sitting on the counter, but doesn't seem to really care.]

It's a pizza from one of the vending machines. Someone probably changed their mind after they bought it.

[One of those sad countertop fridges they have at hotel buffets, perhaps. Only really good for storing milk and juice, which we also do not have.

Theoretical fridge friends, we hardly knew ye.

Hans reaches out and... actually tears off a piece to sniff at. What is he hoping to find out here.]

Pizza, pizza... So that’s what y’all are callin’ this cheesy bread. Could be they left it out for meowving all the rats this way after the trail.

[The coke trail...... obviously.]

What makes you think that?

Why else would somebody be wastin' some of the only hot food we got to our name?

Maybe they're not worried about food waste. The machines don't seem close to running out of food, anyway...

Now that ya mention it, those things don't seem to have a bottom, do they?

[Or a back...... either way, vending machine orientation is mysterious when the concept of vending machines is mysterious. It's fine.]

I was thinkin' they were just real well rigged up, but meowbe they're actually a kind of hieroform or a livin' being...

A hieroform?

That's what they call an artifact that's got a Saint's power in it.

Well, sayin' artifact's a bit limiting, 'cause it can be just about anything -- machines or people or maybe even food, meow?

[Does he really know what he's talking about. Meowstery.]

Plenty o' people just call it magic, I reckon.

[Hans is sitting by the lake contemplating the Big Apple. You know those dioramas of cats sleeping in model cities?? That's kind of what's going on here, except it's less cute and more like he's Catzilla terrorizing the town.

He prods at one of the replica buildings with a hand in paw position before perking up when he realizes someone's nearby.]

Meow, something happen by the lake or what? It's awful quiet on the water around here.

[HELP. not catzilla...]

Yeah, you missed it. There was a shark in the lake this morning.

Ain't sharks supposed to be out in the ocean? What, was it a villain shark?

Was it talkin'?

No. It was a regular shark.

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