"Say, do you have soldering iron?" Then, noticing the confused expression on Mike's face, he quickly adds,
"Nevermind, maybe just a paperclip and a wall outlet." Little gets busy with various makeshift implements both in his bag and in Mike's room (pens, pencils, protractors, rubber bands, etc.) to pry open the circuitry in his
Power Glove and then administers a jolt from the wall outlets to rearrange the wiring. At the slight dimming of the lights, Ambrose gives a silent
Eeek! to his new friend, then blows the remnants of smoke emitting from the gaming accessory's innards and offers a few quiet coughs at the scent of the fumes.
Finally, satisfied with his work, Little puts on the glove.
"Which way's Northeast?" After being pointed in the right direction, he beings typing slow and methodically on his game-pad before giving a satisfied
sigh. "Ok, just have to verify the telemetry, and....voila! They should know where to find us now!"
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