[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 appreciated that, he really did. That was one of the reasons he like Lindsey. They could pick at each other...but then knew where to draw the line. And a mopey pirate was a violent pirate so this was for the best.

As Lindsey plugged in the phone, Hook paid attention. No, it didn't need a deliberate lesson but he still wanted to see what he was doing. "Ah. It's reusable. I'd wondered about that."

[thisevilhand]

"It's reusable," Lindsey agreed. After a moment or two, the phone had enough of a charge to at least turn on while it was plugged in, and he pointed out the battery icon near the top. "When it looks like this, it's charging, getting power. When it's not plugged in, it'll tell you how much juice it's got left. When it gets close to empty, or when you think about it and aren't using it, plug it in again. If you're not doing a lot with it, even leaving it turned on, it'll be good for a day or two." Possibly more, depending on Hook.

While he had the phone on and his hand, he went ahead and used it to dial his number so he could put Killian's number into his contacts. His phone rang, and he pulled it from a pocket to do so.

[itsapirateslife]

"Huh. Interesting." A reuseable power source. He'd learned a tiny bit about electricity while in Storybrooke but not enough. There had been other priorities at the time.

Lindsey dialing Hook understood, but not why he was calling himself. "You just called yourself from my phone. What purpose does that serve?" At an reply to how Hook knew what he as doing, he shrugged with a small smirk. "They had these phones in Storybrooke. I witnessed their use enough to get an idea of their purpose, just not any in depth knowledge into how they worked."

[thisevilhand]

Lindsey turned so Hook could see Lindsey's phone and what he was doing as he added Drunken Sailor to his contacts. "It's easier than having to type in your number by hand, and then you having to do the same with mine. And once the number's saved, you don't have to remember it." He handed Hook's phone over. "Give it a try."

[itsapirateslife]

Hook saw what he was doing doing but he still wasn't quite sure what he was doing. He took his phone from Lindsey and chewed his bottom lip as he pressed the icon that looked like a phone. "Don't you need to call me to save the number?" It gave him a moment to figure out exactly how to do that.

[thisevilhand]

"I could," Lindsey said, as he leaned over to see Hook's screen better. He gave a few taps, letting Hook see what he was clicking on before he did it, to get back to the call history. His number was the only one listed, since the pirate hadn't used the phone before. "But since I already called you, we can get to it like this. It'll make a list of your calls; if somebody calls you, or you call them, you can tap here," and he did so, "to add their name or whatever to the number."

[itsapirateslife]

Paying close attention, Hook followed along with what Lindsey was doing so as to hopefully be able to repeat it. "Aright. This device certainly likes to leave a trail of actions, doesn't it?" Who he called, who called him. He could see the duration and date as well. That was a little disturbing, to be monitored so closely.

But he did as instructed and recorded Lindsey's number for later use. With careful typing, and much use of the backspace after Lindsey pointed it out, it was labeled 'Pain-in-the-ass Lawyer'. "Alright, now what?"

[thisevilhand]

"Now we practice usin' it for what it's made for," Lindsey told him, pushing the button to go back to the home screen at the same time. "You wanna call me first, or see how to answer the call I woulda made rather than come all the way out to your place to find you?"

[itsapirateslife]

Without saying anything, Hook fiddled with the phone and Lindsey's phone started ringing. "Well, I think I got the calling part down, mate." He smiled and ended the call, glad being a pirate had made him a very quick study. "Call me now."

[thisevilhand]

"Looks like." Instead of calling, because he might as well set the bar higher by moving on to the next lesson, Lindsey sent a quick text that read, Got it?

[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?"