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FRIENDSHIP MEME

FRIENDSHIP MEME
( because love takes many forms. )

Friend;
noun
1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
2. a person who gives assistance.
3. a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile.
4. a member of the same nation, party, etc.

Old Friends

1. Just chillin’. You just enjoy each other’s company, and you’re spending time somewhere that the only thing that matters is both of you, doing your thing.
2. A friend in need is a friend indeed. Hey man, my car broke down. Also, I might have to come stay with you a while because my significant other kicked me out... One of you is in a pickle! Time to test how far this friendship can go.
3. Bros b4 hos, man. Chicks b4 dicks. I’m really happy for your success in finding someone who might be interested in seeing you naked, but you need to remember that your friends need time too. Jealousy and friendly concern regarding relationships go here.
4. We’re gonna paint the town. Inflicting your friendship upon society. Maybe you’re going out for a party, maybe you’re just driving around. DO something together! Try something new!
5. I get by with a little help from my friends. You or your friend is in need of some emotional support during a difficult time. Whether it’s a shit situation or just whining, a friend is obligated to deal and give advice. Or are they?
6. Get in, loser, we’re going shopping. Whirlwind adventure time! Kidnap your a friend from their mundane schedule and play hookey! Run away together!
7. I love you, man. Showing your appreciation and affection for your friend, be it in gifts, gestures, or just an outright thank you.
8. Gurl, hold my poodle. A fight has broken out, and either one or both of you are involved. Do you/the friend break up the fight or jump right in to defend? Or maybe you’re in a situation neither of you could avoid - perhaps it’s war instead. What sort of team are you?
9. Long-lost. You’ve been driven apart by distance or circumstances, but you finally have the chance to see one another again. What’s the reunion like?
10. Misery loves company. Commiserating together. Maybe you’re stuck at a really boring afair, maybe you’re complaining about men/women/work. You’re allowed to be as nasty as you want in front of your best friends!
11. E tu, Brute? Betrayal. Whether intentional or not, one of you has let the other down. They’re not the person you thought they were.
12. I only tell you this because I care. Advice, possibly unsolicited. Your friend has been doing something you don’t like and you’re going to let them know. Yes, that dress does make you look fat.
13. Thinking of you. So I saw this hat on my way through the mall and thought of you! I found this cool/funny video and thought I’d pass it on! I felt like baking cookies and thought you might appreciate some.
14. Why are we friends, again? Argument! Know someone long enough and you’re bound to get in a few! Is someone just in a terrible mood? Or is there an actual issue? Fight it out, big or small! Small to big?
15. Too good of friends. Make-up prompt. You two got into it, and now it’s someone’s turn to step up and be the bigger person to preserve the friendship. How do you show you’re sorry? Is forgiveness possible?
16. Obligatory wildcard. Pick your own!

New Friends
Icebreakers for new interactions!

Reasons (Optional):

1. Convenience. You work together and carpool. You’re neighbors. You have the same classes. It’s just easier to get along than ignore each other.
2. Through an Acquaintance. They’re a friend of a friend, so naturally, you’ve had to deal with them every so often. But maybe you want to see what they’re like when it’s just the two of you?
3. Hardship. They came to help you out when you needed it, despite being a stranger. Comrades in arms.
4. Intrigue. You seem pretty cool. Want to hang out sometime?

Prompts

1. Party. So you should be friends with me, because I can drink a yard of beer and I’ve got the moves like Jagger.
2. Venue. Going to the movies, having lunch together, checking out the fair that came through town. It’s like a date, except getting to know them doesn’t come tied with a relationship.
3. Favor. Hey, I’m going out for a weekend. Would you mind feeding my cat? Can I borrow a little bit of money and pay you back later?
4. TMI. Um. No, I didn’t know you had a foot fetish! And I’m really not sure how I feel about it. I really don’t care how many cats you have. I’m not at liberty to discuss how much money I have.
5. Advice. Hey, do you mind giving a second opinion? Also, you never knew this about me, but I’m actually a ninja as a night job and I can give you some help with that self-defense issue you’ve been having?
6. Philosophy. Friendship’s first deep, serious conversation. What do you think of this current issue? What’s your religious standing?
7. Call me, text me. Hey, what’s up? NM here, just bored at work. Want to play Words with Friends? Casual conversations at a distance.
8. Forced association. Well, I’d better get going... nevermind, it looks like it’s flooding outside. Um. Usually the drive is ten minutes, but usually traffic isn’t a fifty-car pile-up... know any showtunes?
9. Upgrading. Roll from the Old Friends category and see if this friend is able to take the leap!
10. Wildcard Yep.

meme by

terrabelle

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Church looked from the display showing the shuttle departure and arrival times to his ticket and back again. Well, that was just perfect... his shuttle was supposed to have been here an hour ago and it was only just being listed as 'delayed' now.

Figures, the university would naturally spring for cheapest shuttle service possible. He is just a lowly undergrad running errands for his advisor after all. Oh well, at least he's getting paid and it had been pretty cool visiting an industrial AI lab. They'd given him a behind the scenes tour and everything. Not bad for a summer internship.

"What? Unnnh. Perfect." Alison groaned at the board and threw her duffel back into a seat before she dropped into the one beside it. Her last trip before she went off to boot camp and it gets ruined. Completely and utterly ruined.

It was bad enough that her original plans fell through. After that her jackass ex-boyfriend decided this was somehow a good time to show back up in her life, sure that sucked. But now she was stuck having to wait for the stupid flight back to stupid home and with her luck they were going to lose her bag too.

She folded her arms and slumped down in the seat, at least it didn't look like it would be crowded, maybe that was something.

Right, well he might as well make himself comfortable for however long it was going to take. The waiting area was tiny, just a dozen seats in back to back rows of six. The only other person didn't look any happier about things than he did.

Everything about her screamed 'leave me alone' so he picked the seat furthest from her and facing in the other direction. He piled his bags into the seat next to him. Rather than a single efficient duffel he had a few smaller bags. He reached into one of them and pulled out a data pad. At least he didn't have to be totally bored.

There was only one other person there, and he was not looking like he was going to offer her an explanation on why things were running late. He also didn't talk to her or look at her after he sat down.

He had some form of entertainment and she was stuck with out anything, so she did what anyone would do. She grabbed her bag, marched over and dropped into the seat beside him. Still looking sour, still giving off that hostile vibe, but leaning over his shoulder to watch whatever he was watching.

He was trying to be polite and not bother her, but apparently that wasn't something that was going to work both ways. She invited herself over, probably guessing he was watching a vid or something. 'Isn't she going to be disappointed'

What he's looking at is a series of rotating 3D models of a brain, mapping out neural pathways in various colors. Very exciting.

"Something I can do for you?"

Ok, so it's hard to sound properly annoyed about being interrupted when the person doing it is actually pretty cute. Hostile, but still kinda cute... he wonders how much prettier she'd be if she was smiling. Then he mentally kicks himself, what does he think this is one of those stupid RomComs... Sheesh.

She made a show of pulling back to look him over. "I doubt it." But she leaned back in to look at what he was so engrossed in anyway. Looked like some kind of medical scan of a brain or something. Different areas highlights with some sort of notation that was thoroughly beyond her.

"What's that? Horror vid about a killer brain?" She could only hope, everything else had been so boring she'd almost be willing to watch an educational special at this point.

He frowned for a couple of seconds as she oh so casually dismissed him. Frigid bitch. But then she's leaning back in and he figures she can't be all that put off by him.

"It's a medical scan of a dog's brain. I'm trying to pick the right one for my next project." And this would be the point where he looses her interest. This was the point he usually lost peoples interest. Most people don't like to think about where their AI come from. They either find it boring or ghoulish or some mix of the two.

It was her nature to be contrary, she often spoke before thinking and was almost always on the defensive rather than being open and friend,y. Worse still she was rarely honest about it, to herself more than anyone. So..yeah she was a bitch.

"You sit around looking at pictures of dog brains? You seriously need a hobby or to get laid." Casual assessment of him thrown out with a flat tone and a single raised brow.

"What, are you offering?" He says it with a sarcastic smirk and without thinking, like it was just a natural response. Except that it isn't, sure he can be snide and sometimes short tempered, but not with strangers. He glances back at his data pad, closes the file and clears his throat.

"It's for work. I figured I could at least try to be productive while I'm here."

"Why? You any good?" She seriously doubted it but if he was going to toss attitude back she'd roll with it. After all one of them was recreationally looking at dog brains.

"Oh, so you work with dog brains, that is such a chick magnet. I just can't imagine why you're here alone."

"I am actually," His smirk goes from sarcastic to cocky. One thing he has never lacked is self confidence. Indeed, it often crosses over into the realm of arrogance and this is one area where he is confident.

"And I don't work with dog brains, I work with AI. The dog brain is just a template for the program to run on."

Ohhh looks who got cocky. She could cut him down and leave him crying like a baby if she wanted to, and it was the first thought to cross her mind, but it was followed by the second thought which was that she had gone without for a really long time. A really long time for her anyway, and her stupid ex had barely been sex let alone good sex toward the end anyway.

Besides the guy was probably expecting her to say something sharp and witty back at him, he was the type who always thought he was two steps ahead. Little did he know he was dealing with Little Miss Curveball.

"When we get on the shuttle, you are going to put away the dog brains, work related or not." She leaned in close enough to drop her voice to a rumbling purr in his ear. "This is going to be one of those moments guys never believe really happen; and you'll always remember this as the best shuttle trip you ever had."

Oh god... his mouth opened and shut a couple of times as he processed what she had just told him. He had been expecting her to just snark back at him, that they'd trade quips back and forth for a little while and they'd pass the time until the shuttle arrived. He'd probably bring up a vid or something for them to watch on his datapad. Did she just proposition him...?

He almost dropped his datapad. "I uh, oh..oh kay."

She was right, this was one of those moments he never believed really happened. She couldn't be serious, she was just shitting him... right?

"So you'd better be good like you said." She gave him an intense look, took a moment to twist and stretch in a show of remarkably limber and lithe movements and then leaned back in her chair.

Was she kidding? She gave every indication that she wasn't from body language, posture and attitude.

"uh, right... sure. I mean yeah, I will be." he met her gaze, his cocky smirk returning.

No fucking way. He watched her with a new interest, she was definitely attractive... add the confidence and athleticism and he couldn't deny she was sexy as hell.

What was he thinking?! Anonymous sex with a strange woman. He laughed, just a chuckle at first but growing to a full if brief laugh.

She turned to him, one soft golden brow arching upward. "Something funny?"

She turned enough to angle her body in view of him, her knee pulled up and her foot tucked along side her other leg. Congratulations Church, you now have her full and very serious attention.

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"No... well, yes." He grinned at her. "Not you, though. My name's Church."

"So you're named after a religious place? Great, guess that makes it a holy fuck." She laughed, the look on her face said that it surprised her as much as it did him, but it was a rich, smooth true laugh that just sort of bubbled from her and ended with a giggling smile.

"Allison."

He rolled his eyes but kept his smile... like he hadn't heard just about every possible joke about his name. "I suppose this is where I'm supposed to make some cheesy comment about making you feel like you're in heaven?"

"Nice to meet you, Allison." She had a nice laugh and great smile to go with it. Completely unexpected from the intensely serious woman he saw when he first arrived. He held up his datapad, "This thing isn't just for dog brains, I could always call us up a vid or a game or something... you know, to pass the time."

“Only if you can follow through, which would be a first.” She had a history of being the more assertive if not downright sexually aggressive one in her relationships. It was a pity men just couldn’t keep up, still she had never really found the same appeal in her own gender so until there was a better option she would stick with males.

She nodded at the pleasantries, frankly not entirely sure how to respond since she had no idea if it was nice to meet him or not. The sex could be good, but the general social interaction wasn’t really anything yet. She’d been jaded in the last few years and brutally bad relationships. Well relationships wasn’t entirely fair, they were more ongoing partners of convenience really she wasn’t relationship material and the idea of long term or marriage possibility was just laughable.

“You don’t mind losing?” As if she could even conceive of any game ending in any other way but her winning.

"I don't loose." While his statement is certainly arrogant, it doesn't come off as a boast. He had a history of being driven, even downright competitive, he wouldn't be in one of the top programs for AI research if he wasn't.

He brought up a list of games and handed her the datapad so she could choose one. He was genuinely pleased to have met her, she was certainly making the wait far more enjoyable. If noting else he had a fun story to tell the guys back at the lab, the hot chick who threatened to fuck him on the shuttle.

Allison took the pad and scrolled through it. She should have known it would be mostly brainiac games, she was no moron but she was not the intellectual he was given the look of things.

she continued to scroll until she found something that was more evenly suited to both action and thought. It was a war simulator that made one think through the strategy and then follow up with the fast snap decisions of field combat. She selected it and handed it back to him.

"Well Mr. Don't lose, care to make a bet on that?"

He took the pad and glanced at her selection. He didn't have a lot of experience with this particular game, it should be a fun match. If she was as good as she implied she was.

"What kind of bet?" He raised an eyebrow and looked back at her.

Oh she was, she tended to the more physical but she wasn't an idiot either. And games like this were almost basic training for those who had aspirations of joining the military.

"What don't you mind losing?" She countered and leaned a bit on the armrest between them. "I'll match it."

Freelancer Agent Tex/Allison <> Red vs Blue

#8

way to have a first meeting

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