Fall From Grace, Chapter Twenty Two
Yasmin looked at her handheld screen, up at sadik, then down to the floor, whiskers twitching. “um, well—if we—not that i'm suggesting, but—um—we could take—" “take from the refugees," sadik finished. “i feared as much."
The secret life of Mrs. Harrison (Story in a day/hour)
Angel had placed one foot on the bed beside him, allowing ralph to get in close with a smaller handheld camera, just so he could get a nice clear closeup of his wife being stuffed back and front.
Beep!
The roadrunner was fiddling with a little handheld game, his fingers a blur as he worked the buttons. it was a game tech had designed for him, one that could withstand and even make use of the roadrunner's enhanced speed.
The Human Species Ch. 57 - Silent Brute Conkeldurr
* * * zoroark carefully examined the handheld monitor, lightly tapping the side of it to scroll through the readings. his grin grew wider with every number he calculated. "a pulse..."
Dan x Kitty: Chapter One
Look," the rocket held up a handheld computer with a report opened on the target "is that what i think it is?"
Advanced Self-Care [YCH Commission]
'cause, come on - a handheld little portal thing through which you can eat your own ass, tongue your own sheath, drink your own piss, and take your own load? who hasn't thought about that? kopa here takes some pictures, too, of course. for posterity.
Executive decisions Chapter 3
They came in all shapes and sizes, their identical robes flapping around them as they poked at their handheld communication devices and barked orders at various underlings.
Becoming a Man
Goofy looks to his left and sees his eleven year old son, max, playing a handheld gaming system. he darts his gaze back to the t.v. and nods. "discipline can not only shape up your son, but can wizen him up, too!"
Chapter 12
Mist turned and stared at a small handheld screen, pushing various buttons while twisting the probe around.
The Daily Ritual
"this is the damn best game ever", he states once again, displaying a toothy grin at the handheld console's screen. he suddenly looks up to the clock as it slowly, but surely goes towards 7 pm.
No CGI: False Clutch 1
Comma had run to x's bag and fetched a handheld and was already shooting. r was holding everyone at a distance. good thing the director was off set reviewing dailies.
Treading Chapter 7 - Graduation
Batteries were an issue, though; expensive and the older handhelds seemed to eat through them quickly.