John Quincy Adams Cabin, Alcove B4, Wednesday Afternoon

[bitten_notshy]

For being a hundred and ten years in the future in a world with a completely different history, Jack didn't think he was doing too badly as he settled into his alcove with a book of American history at hand. He'd met interesting people while waiting for the "shuttle" and at the picnic (and while his roommate was difficult, that might be largely a matter of staying out of the conjurer's way), and he enjoyed both of his classes so far. And he still had two more, one with DCI Garrett -- no, Professor Garrett, here -- to look forward to.

He'd already written one letter to Sebastien -- an I got here in one piece but you should fire that coachman sort of note -- but it was time for a longer one; it wouldn't do to let the vampire think himself forgotten, even if Jack would be home for a weekend soon enough. He scratched his pen quickly across the paper, detailing his days in his neat handwriting and lingering just a bit over the short but suggestive passage about Ronan.

He was sure Sebastien would be delighted to hear he was making new friends.

[OOC: Totally open to cabinmates.]

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[bitten_notshy]

As far as Jack was concerned, the phone he snagged from the air one-handed could have come from the moon. He experimentally hit a button; the phone beeped at him. "And I take it this is a cell phone," he said. "Is it supposed to do that?"

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"Sometimes?" Diana shrugged. "Every person has a number, you can hit the buttons to enter the number and it calls that person." If you were a Keeper, you generally didn't need a phone book to look up the numbers either, so Diana may have missed a step or two.

[bitten_notshy]

"The school made me set up 'voice mail' when I moved into my dorm room, so if I hit that code, I would call myself?" Jack asked, poking at another button on the phone and making it beep again. "I wondered why I was speaking to a box."

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Diana nodded. "Yeah, that's how it works. When you don't answer your phone, people get to hear that message and can leave you a message."

[bitten_notshy]

"It seems useful," he said, handing the device back to her before he broke it or it beeped at him again in that unsettling way. "Thank you."

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

Diana put the phone away in her pocket. "No problem. Any other technology you need a crash course in?" She was used to giving them.