[for Hook] get with the times

[thisevilhand]

Lindsey had spent yet another day at the library, nominally studying for the bar, but mostly trying to find some sort of sign, however small, of the Senior Partners' influence in Darrow, or barring that, something he could use to make a way out and back to his dimension. The only part he'd been successful at was the legal studies.

He'd been in Darrow going on two months, and still wasn't any closer to getting out or uncovering the Senior Partners' plans for him. He had plans, damn it, and he damn well wanted to get back to 'em.

But since it didn't look like that was going to happen tonight, what he wanted was a drink. Several would be good. He could've just gone down to whatever bar matched his mood, but no. He didn't feel much like drinking alone tonight, which was strange enough on its own. And it wasn't a night for a random hook-up. Somehow he'd wound up with something close to a friend in this place, which was why he was hauling his ass down to Ocean View in search of a drinking buddy.

He knocked on the door, barely waiting for it to open before saying, "It'd be a helluva lot easier meetin' up for drinks if you used your damn phone, Jones."

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[itsapirateslife]

Hook was looking down at his phone, waiting for the call, when suddenly one of the little pictures blinked and suddenly had a number one over it. "What did you do?"

[thisevilhand]

Lindsey smirked; he was fond of giving people the unexpected, and the pirate was generally quick enough to keep up, which kept things fun. "Tap the icon - the picture - that changed. It's called texting."

[itsapirateslife]

Frowning sightly, Hook touched the icon as indicated and it showed a message from Lindsey. He touched it which opened the message so he could read it. "Fascinating. We went from sending notes, to sending voices to going back to sending notes. How circular." He slowly typed back I think so, mate

[thisevilhand]

"Not circular, a progression. Exchanging numbers, calling, and sending messages. Sometimes it's easier or more convenient to send a text to be read than to carry on a conversation." Lindsey would leave it to Hook to figure out what some of those times might be, but he had no doubts the pirate could do so.

[itsapirateslife]

"It can also extend the conversation. What could take minutes might take hours while waiting for a response." Hook said just to be contrary but he did understand what Lindsey was saying.

He noticed the icon in the top corner was saying 50%. "I think I have enough power to take this lesson elsewhere. You said something about drinks?"

[thisevilhand]

"I did." He hadn't minded getting side tracked, but with drinks was better than without. "Besides, lessons'll probably sink in better when they're soaked in rum, knowing you.

"That dive coupla blocks from the docks do for you tonight?"