what's this? I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming

[iampretty]

WHO: Hans & residents of #009
WHERE: House #009
WHEN: Throughout the day
WHAT: meet your new Disney prince housemate
WARNINGS: doofuses. will edit if needed!

Hans was suffering from receiving too much information in a short time. He still wasn't entirely sure how he was taken from his kingdom (no, he had to mentally remind himself, not his kingdom yet) and he had split his time in the horseless carriage listening to the soldier and staring out the window, absolutely amazed, confused and slightly terrified by this world. And now, here he was, at his new lodgings, with so many things still confusing him and swarming around his head.

Truth be told, he was of two minds about the whole thing. He needed to get back home to Anna and to Arendelle, but this land was interesting, to say the least. Though, this idea of powers...he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about that. On one hand, the Queen was driven out of Arendelle because of her powers. On the other hand, if this file really was true, then some of these powers could be very useful-assuming no one found out about them, that is. Hans was perfectly content to keep this charm power a secret. After all, he had plans for that one, plans that revolved entirely around keeping it a secret and keeping it when he eventually went home.

But the second one...there wasn't any harm in making it public.

So, throughout the day, Hans wanders throughout his new house, testing his new power: locking and unlocking things. The house is too small for his liking and he does not like the idea of housemates, but he could eventually move up in the world. Who knew, maybe this waiter job was something fit for a king? (That was another thing he needed to get used to: working for a living. How beneath him.)

As he wanders through the house, Hans stops every time he sees a lock. Touching it, he locks and unlocks it multiple times, absolutely amazed by his really stupid power. So, House #009, enjoy a prince in princely regalia looking absolutely astounded by door locks.

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[gevurah]

She would assure he would get used to some of it in no time, but maybe it isn't so reassuring when it implied he could be here longer than he wanted to be and stressing out her new housemate is not her intentions.

"You're in shock, it's fine." She leaned against the sink. "Did they give your a communicator?"

[iampretty]

A communicator? Hans frowned for a moment. Then, reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the communicator, showing it to Kate. "Do you mean this?"

Fun fact: he had no idea how to work that.

[gevurah]

Kate's eyes scanned it over briefly and she nodded.

"You can use it to talk to others who also have a communicator." She got the sense she would be showing him how exactly to use the device. As simple as it was, she also had the feeling if she told him it worked a bit like a radio that he would not get that reference.

"It's not hard to use," she added, trying to be assuring.

[iampretty]

Yeah, he has no idea what a communicator was. You're totally showing him how that works.

"How exactly do you talk to others on this device?"

[gevurah]

Figures.

She waved her hand, asking him to hand over his communicator so she could demonstrate for him. She set it on the kitchen counter, her back turned so the top edge of her tattoo was visible. She gestured to a power button on the device and as it loaded, she began to point out each of its option one by one.

"Text is like writing a letter to someone. You hit the letters on this keyboard ―" she pointed to the rows of letters and numbers and for emphasis, typed in his name. It printed on the screen of the communicator, "Like that."

[iampretty]

Hans hands over his communicator, watching as she sets it on the counter...and quickly getting distracted by her tattoo. Was that...why would a woman have something like that to begin with?

But then Kate started demonstrating, and Hans turned to watch, nodding as she powered on the device and typed out his name. "And how long does it take someone to receive this text?"

Have fun explaining instant messaging, Kate.

[gevurah]

Wait until he learned what that nautical star signified on women.

She made a vague gesture with her hands. "In seconds. It's instant." She wasn't sure how else to describe it. She paused and then added, "Think of it as having a face-to-face conversation, but you can both be on other ends of the city."

[iampretty]

"That's..." Something he can't understand? Near sorcery? Something he probably won't understand? "Certainly something I never would have expected," he finally responds, looking at the little communication device.

"So who can this talk to? Other..." oh, what was the term the soldier used, "other 'imPorts'?"

[gevurah]

"Only imPorts, right." She nodded and lifted the communicator, holding it out to return it to Hans. She has been surprisingly patient, if only due to the fact Hans is not the first nor will he be the last in learning his way around technology.

It's somewhat interesting to watch people like that learn. Royalty or not.

"Our tattoos are supposed to double as a security code for its use."

[iampretty]

As he takes his communicator, Hans pockets it. When Kate mentions the tattoos however, he can't help but take a glance at his. It's barely visible in this light, but he knows that it's there.

"How can a tattoo double as security?"

[gevurah]

Hers isn't marked REGISTERED or UNSETTLED, as she hadn't come to a proper decision regarding where she stood. She wanted to serve since she was a kid, with every fiber of her being to do good and make her parents proud.

But not like this. She didn't want to compromise on her beliefs. A soldier doesn't do that.

"They slipped something into our bodies. A sort of technology."

[iampretty]

At this point, it's good that Hans doesn't know much about technology. He's more confused than blatantly outraged. He looked at his tattoo, also not marked Registered or Unsettled.

"Surely I would have felt something if they put technology in me." Because he has absolutely no idea how tiny these things can get.

[gevurah]

So had she, but one moment she was running for some kind of door in the heart of Atropos, and the next she was nearly stumbling over a familiar yet unfamiliar platform in the military's labs where the Porter was kept. The skin hadn't been torn and there hadn't been an indication of an injection via syringe.

"I don't know how they did it."

[iampretty]

"How reassuring," said in a tone that implies it's not reassuring at all. Kate was one of the more capable people that Hans had met and was slowly cementing herself in his mind as 'person to talk to if you have a problem.' The fact that she didn't know how they were managed to be tattooed wasn't helpful.

[gevurah]

She could only offer him an apologetic look instead.

"This level of technology is new to both of us." More so for Hans, obviously.

[iampretty]

"I'm glad that I'm not alone in that regard," Hans remarked, with a small little smile.

[gevurah]

She had no doubts Hans would pick up the basics quickly; his level of interest confirmed that much for her and he listened thoroughly. She herself needed to find a way to hack it so she could scramble its location and ID if she ever needed to use it anonymously. She had the feeling with more imPorts coming in, she would have to eventually.

Schnitzel continued to chew noisily, bits of her food falling around the floor near her dish.

"There's an empty room down the hall. It's yours." She wondered how the others would take to a prince living among them. "You can help yourself to the food and drink in the fridge."

[iampretty]

He had already found the empty room in his poking around the house-but Kate didn't need to know that much yet. "Thank you!" Hans simply responded, all pep and energy, smiling at the idea of having a room.

Though, another problem soon popped up in his head. "Though, I hate to ask, but there aren't any servants here, are there?" He's royalty, after all. Things like cooking or doing his own laundry aren't exactly Hans's strongest suit.

[gevurah]

She hoped to god Hans would not ask that in front of Troy.

"No, we don't have hired help." She doubted they could afford to employ someone full-time and she didn't like the idea of someone entering the household when she hadn't been able to find some place to stash her cowl and equipment.

"We have a stove and a machine for food and laundry."

[iampretty]

It's lucky that he's getting the lesbian all the potentially offensive questions, isn't it?

As she mentioned the machine, Hans couldn't help but frown. A machine that did laundry? Well, he had never heard of something like that before. "You'll have to teach me how to work the laundry machine," he said, with a little shake of his head.

[gevurah]

"So I've become the hired help?" she teased him, moving back toward the fridge and pulling the door to pull out an apple she's kept cool inside. She rubbed it against her shirt before taking a bite out of it.

"Do you have clothes to wash now?"

She didn't mind showing him, but all things in at its pace.

[iampretty]

"You're simply someone who knows how to work the machine," Hans teased back, grinning at Kate.

"And no, I don't. I suppose that's my first order of business here-getting something to actually sleep in."

[gevurah]

She sized him up very quickly again; there was no way he could fit into Troy's clothes and Chilton wasn't exactly a tall man himself... before Hans, Kate was the tallest person in the household, but her own clothes, aside from being quite feminine, would also not fit Hans' frame.

"Chil... Frederick isn't close to your size, but borrowing from him is better than nothing."

[iampretty]

As she mentioned Chilton, Hans couldn't hide a little annoyed frown. Yeah. It's obvious what he thinks about Chilton.

"You're right, I suppose it's better than nothing."

[gevurah]

It came as a mild surprise to her and quickly Kate filed away Hans' reaction. She would observe the two later, but she could guess what it was that elicited a sour response so soon from Hans.

"There are shops in the town. Thrift shops aren't too bad if you know where to look." She missed her lavish life back in Gotham always and the privilege of buying whatever she wanted, but she had learned how to budget and what she could wear and still rock in spite of the price tag.