Theodore Roosevelt- “An Autobiography" “Look, can you use it or not?” Abel gestured to the walkie-talkie, rapidly losing his patience. “You are a damn Wave Phase, right? You should be able to use whatever GOS bullshit this thing is emitting to find the other one.” “The GPS is working fine.” Story didn’t bother to look up from her video game as Princess Peach skidded across frozen blocks in Super Mario Bros. II. “God, buy a TV or something, Abel. It’s embarrassing how little you know about the world.” “Story.” Chason wanted to go back to his kingdom and hide in the gloom. He did not want to be stuck at the Wave Palace, arguing with a lunatic. Story was addicted to vintage video games and even the repetitive synthesized beeps and sound effects were too close to music for Chason’s peace of mind. He felt a clawing sensation inside of him and struggled to ignore it. “Can you help or not?” “Theoretically, yes. It’s a really high end little device, with the GPS and all. Anything that works off a satellite like that, I can manipulate. And, since I’m soooo talented, I can probably defy some laws of nature and find the other one of those things for you.” She arched a brow and shot Chason a quick glance. “The question is… what’s it worth to ya?”
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