The GrandMage
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The Crusher - Not Even the Police are Looking.
He grunted, using his arms to push furniture out of his way so he could sit down, taking the freaky watch he'd been given and eyeing it before tucking it in a pocket of his prison uniform. It'd be a handy way of escaping, he knew that much. He turned on the televison, surfing through the channels only to stop for the news.
Crap, crap, and more crap. He wasn't surprised. They were probably just gonna send out cops and wait for him to show up and terrorize them. It was, after all, the easiest way to find him. Just wait for him to start ripping things up, and have some mobile forces ready for when it happened. He snorted.
"I think, Wiccan, that he uses the helmet to hide his dull look more than to protect his head." He chuckled to himself, finally settling the televison on a station playing Tom & Jerry cartoons.
He grunted, using his arms to push furniture out of his way so he could sit down, taking the freaky watch he'd been given and eyeing it before tucking it in a pocket of his prison uniform. It'd be a handy way of escaping, he knew that much. He turned on the televison, surfing through the channels only to stop for the news.
Crap, crap, and more crap. He wasn't surprised. They were probably just gonna send out cops and wait for him to show up and terrorize them. It was, after all, the easiest way to find him. Just wait for him to start ripping things up, and have some mobile forces ready for when it happened. He snorted.
"I think, Wiccan, that he uses the helmet to hide his dull look more than to protect his head." He chuckled to himself, finally settling the televison on a station playing Tom & Jerry cartoons.