Sure, as soon the PRT finishes processing her bounty she is welcome to do that.

Yeah, no, there are lawyers who work on the expectation that you will have money later, right, she's getting one of those.

This apparently scares the PRT into being marginally quicker - her reward money is delivered and they dig up a tinker to check the devices over for maintenance. She can have them back, though installing them without a suitable tinkervdedicated to their maintenance is against  regulations.

(Lorica's lawyer informs her that this is not the sort of rule the PRT enforces, though they might bring it up if she's ever on trial for something else. Worst case it'd mean a fine.)

Regulations that apply to civilian rogues? She is not at present a Ward. Since she died. She reinstalls her disability accomodations.

There are absolutely regulations that apply to civilians, tinkertech blows up or otherwise catastrophicly fails far far more often than basically anything else. The PRT is aware that they can't stop tinkers from making their own tinkertech or supplying it to their team but what they can do is require someone qualified is responsible for making sure the tinkertech doesn't blow up. Or at least, that's what they can do when the person asking didn't just kill one of the most feared villains in the world. They don't want bad PR after all.

Well, now that her implants are where they... newly belong... she can again walk and chew gum at the same time. Or, more relevantly, walk and grocery shop at the same time.

Completely coincidentally, Tattletale (or Lisa, given that she's in her civvies) had the very same idea!

"Bet you'll enjoy that one,"  she says, pointing at a block of jalapeno pepper jack cheese.

Sure, she'll put it in her basket.

"You know, I coulda got your stuff out of lockup without so much rigamarole if you'd asked."

"I won't pretend it didn't occur to me."

"I meant by getting a Tinker to sign on to nominally be responsible for it without actually doing anything. I know a guy."

"I'll keep in mind your guy-knowing." She gets a pint of sour cream.

"That brand's crap, it's worth splurging for the bougie stuff."

"I don't really have bougie tastes."

"Huh, what do you plan on spending on all your good gotten gains on?"

"There's always index funds."

"Ah, really living it up."

Shrug. "None of my previous vast wealth plans stopped at two mil. I'll think of something."

"I've settled on fancy dairy products and hiring competent people, personally."

Oh the goat cheese suspended in olive oil - she'll put some of that in her own basket.

Bella grabs a loaf of bread. "Hiring competent people can be very expensive and my previous plans mostly didn't involve it at all."

"Well, I'm willing to pay out enough to afford competent people, even for cushier postions."

"Out of, what, tax dollars?"

"Some from sales tax on goods the local governments decline to handle themselves. Some I inherited from my old boss and other bosses who weren't up to snuff. Honestly most of it isn't even mine - I just happen to know who's it is and they owe me a favor."

"I suppose you save a lot of time bypassing regulatory compliance. I hope everyone involved is happy with the results."

"I expect I'll make most of my money in real estate eventually, once the city pulls itself back together. I've got some great construction workers to help with that."