Angelina twists the dial to enlarge and presses the device to her chest. Her smile turns to grimace; her finger contacts the trigger but doesn't depress.
In wait, you wait longer. Then after another failed attempt you ask, "What's wrong? Is it working?"
She hesitates, then lowers the transposer to her hip. She nods slightly, "It's just that.." she quivers, "you don't know what this feels like. It's so strange, like every part of your body is being warped and distorted, but then everything ends up right."
You sink, "Maybe we should wait to use it then." You take a seat in a chair left aside from an accompanying desk. Angelina frowns and leans against the wall with her arms folded.
She speaks, "We have to make good use of this while we can, right? I mean, someone's going to come looking for this and if we're not careful they'll find us sooner and not later." She looks the device over in her hands. With your agreement she continues with a devious smile, "So we have to be careful. If we use this to make anything larger, we have to do it where no one will know.." you nod again, "but.. damn how i want to grow again! It felt so powerful being so large before!"
"We could always do a small scale test right here," you suggest.
"In my room," she takes her eyes around the small room, "or we could go into the basement. There's a whole lounge down there!"
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