Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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For the Darkest Night finale episode, Tony handwavily picked up a couple of pizzas and several pints of ice cream. He filled up a plate for himself with a little of each. Mmm, pepperoni and chocolate. Wasn't too bad, actually.

Tonight's season finale episode featured a number of flashbacks from Raymond Dark's life. From the previews, it looked like most of them involved waterfalls, children in white clothing and butterflies. Very existential. Tony hoped they could fit some shirtless Lee in there somewhere. Maybe under the waterfall.

[Open! Last non-rerun DN post until fall.]

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She grinned brightly.

"Very well."

Good day.

"I have a new toy," she told him playfully, holding up the Blackberry, "yourself?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Tired, but I'm not bad at all. Though I have no new toys," Jack said, twisting his head at an awkward angle to get a better look at the device. "What is that thing?"

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"It's a phone," she explained, "a cellphone. It's portable. It's also got a camera and a music player on it."

She pursed her lips thoughtfully as she held it up.

"Zack said it could probably play games and do other things, but I don't know that much about it yet."

[bitten_notshy]

"I saw Diana's," Jack said. "Hers was smaller. Do people really carry those around all the time?"

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"All the tourists had them," she said thoughtfully. Then again, most of the people who'd come into Ringo's who didn't live there had been yuppies.

"I just want to be able to call my brother. And send him pictures."

And call her father in a way that hopefully her family would find harder to track.

[bitten_notshy]

"I don't know if I'll ever see the need for them," Jack said. "Not unless they make one that can send a telegraph to 1899."

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"You could see," she said thoughtfully, "I mean, if you wanted to try mine. Who knows, with this place?"

[bitten_notshy]

"I would if I had the first notion on how one ... dials? a telegraph," Jack pointed out. "But I appreciate the offer. And you're right, many impossible things are possible here."

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She considered the question for a minute.

"I'll ask my dad next time I talk to him. If anyone would know, he probably would."

[bitten_notshy]

"Thank you," Jack said again, but absently. He was starting to find the actor playing the vampire compelling in an utterly embarrassing way. Then, at the commercial: "Why your father? Does he work with them?"

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"Not... exactly?" she offered, looking a bit anxious.

"But he's good at doing things you'd think were impossible."

[bitten_notshy]

"Well," Jack offered, "If he can make a technology no one uses anymore work through a cell phone across a century, he'll have impressed me, at least."

[I'd rather it didn't work. I'm weird.]

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[wasn't planning on it; I figured he'd laugh at her and tease her about boooooys]

"I'll try to remember," she said honestly, though her head was spinning a little with everything.

"Though... you don't have telephones?"

That didn't quite fit with what she knew of history. Then again, most of what he said didn't.

[bitten_notshy]

"No," Jack said honestly. "Why?"

He'd been trying to read history, but he'd skimmed past that section. None of it made any sense, anyhow, or seemed likely to be relevant past this single year.

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She waved the whole thing off.

"Probably just another difference."

After all, who was to say how things could change when the political situation was entirely different?

"Up to anything fun?"

[bitten_notshy]

"I take it we should have them?" he asked. "And ... er. I had lunch with Rose and then played croquet at the record shop. Are you? Other than the bad entertainment."

[CRASHING, night!]

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[sleep well!]

"In my world," she told him, "some people would have phones. But things change on the strangest things."

She ran a hand through her hair, careful not to disturb the flower over her ear.

"I had a talk with Leto this morning, class, and then I went shopping with Zack."

Wait.

"Croquet at the record shop?"

[bitten_notshy]

"It's one of Miss Liddell's hobbies," Jack explained. "I didn't ask too many questions about it. She seemed to think it made sense; I thought perhaps it was another strange modern custom."

There was a teasing lilt in his voice on that last sentence.

"I like your flower," he added.

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Her hand lifted to touch the silver rose almost like a twitch before she smiled and bowed her head a little.

"Thank you. I've decided to wear it again. I'm glad no one thinks it's silly."