Hans frowned as he studied the letter before him, his expression darkening ever the more as he continued to read.  One of his servants was instructed to intercept any mail that Ingrid sent him, and he picked it up and certain times, insuring his privacy and obscuring the exact nature of his comings and goings.  It allowed him to read it in the home ( Read more... )

It was only with great reluctance the Ali and Hans had allowed themselves to be dragged to the mall.  Of the pair, one found malls to be horrible and banal, and the other was a grouchy German with slowly developing social skills from a time before malls were invented.  But the girls simply had to have some sort of My Little Pony.

Hans did not, in ( Read more... )

1. Where is your mobile phone?: nonexistent ( Read more... )

With the children due to arrive very soon, Hans and Ali decided to take a last moment of their little getaway to spend time just with each other.  Somehow or another, this had led to talk of exploration, and beyond that, the Nexus.  Since exploration so delighted Ali and since Hans could deny her nothing, he was more than happy to accompany her in ( Read more... )

Oh, the weather outside was frightful, as Hans von Hammer clearly knew. It was snowing quite heavily, but he had felt the need to go out all the same. It had been some time since he had seen his spiritual brother, the wolf of the Black Forest, and he had wanted to make certain that his friend was still well. The wolf had indeed been alive and ( Read more... )

The move in had gone smoothly enough, and Hans was beginning to spend more and more time at Ali's--their--home.  Spending time with the children, telling stories, sitting through teaparties, looking at bugs, helping to build model planes, and all manner of other activities, as well as making plenty of time to spend with his beloved ( Read more... )

Hans had been quite busy (and he'd even done a good portion of the work himself, although he did have quite a bit of assistance from the servants) getting the garden of the castle ready for a pleasant evening with his love.  There had been food preparations to supervise, flower arrangements to direct, he had spoken with his sister, and a million ( Read more... )

Hans von Hammer, a crafty, clever man by anyone's estimation, and even a bit brilliant when it came to the specific subject of dogfighting, was also prone to bouts of undeniable stupidity.  Oh, it wasn't the kind the stupidity that came from being dumb, no, it was the kind of stupidity that came from simply not thinking things through as well as he ( Read more... )

Slipping quietly away from the front (the benefits of command), Hans has, again, gone to considerable lengths to create a quiet, candlelit dinner in Ali's little isolated corner of the Nexus.  Perfect for privacy and intimacy ( Read more... )

Post here and I will tell you what Hans thinks of your pup.