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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.

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(Season 1 works! Setting her around the time of the Dollmaker timeline wise so show up a la magic doors! His call about what is in the box beyond the mystery spoon too.)

It had been a boring day in the archives and Kristen was honestly hoping for a little action. Granted outside of Edward's daily riddle she was reeling too much from other ongoing events: like an ex who shall not be named. But as Kristen worked on finding the files Gordon needed the only sound was the click of her heels. That was when she found something very strange in one of the so-called empty boxes: a spoon. "Weird, but then maybe someone from night shift left this by accident? Will leave a note for Nygma just in case its because of forensics too. But knowing my luck its from someones lunch and nothing more" going off to find a pad of paper but not hearing the door open.

Turns out there's more than just a oddly left spoon lurking that day...

Edited 2016-01-07 22:51 (UTC)

Flynn peered around the doorway, and seeing no one in his immediate view, darted through and let the glow of the library vanish as the door clicked shut behind him. He held up the thaumometer and twirled on the spot until it dinged softly and led him down the nearest aisle. Eyes locked on the screen, barely managing not to bump into everything in his path, he worked his way down the rows of boxes until the screen lit up with a swirling happy rainbow when he held it up to the cardboard.

"Aha," he said quietly to himself, flipping open the lid and extracting the little wooden cube. He turned it between his fingers, pocketing the thaumometer, and examining the four squares on each side more closely. It was rather like a Rubik's cube, if two-by-two instead of three-by-three and disappointingly uniform in colour. No symbols, even, to clue one in if you were getting close to the right configuration.

"And just what are you trying to hide like that?" he asked it aloud.

And cue return of the woman who calls the GCPD archives her daytime life,"You leave a spoon behind during late shift by any chance?" she called, not knowing the stranger was not part of the department. "Nobody has any clue why and Nygma's sure its not him for a change." the younger woman explained. That was when it dawned on her, newcomer more than likely. "Kristen Kringle, day shift archivist and you must be new to the department?" her shy smile in full bloom. But the younger woman's clothing screamed mid 1950s and not 2015 Gotham.

"A spoon?" Flynn asked, curiosity piqued. "That sounds quite peculiar. And quite peculiar is my specialty."

He pocketed the cube with a quick movement, extracting the thaumometer with a flourish as he stepped towards her. "A pleasure, Miss Kringle, just stand still for a moment while I -"

The thaumometer dinged and lit up again when it passed over the hand with said spoon, though he was mildly surprised the rest of her got no reaction. Perhaps she was just into vintage clothing. It did make one look rather dapper, as he kept explaining to the others. Tweeds were acceptable almost everywhere, for example, and the cravat really just finished off the look. The pair of them wouldn't be out of place in certain period dramas.

"May I?" he asked, already plucking the spoon from her hand to give it a closer look. "Don't worry. I'm a Librarian."

"A spoon, found it just sitting in a box and was sure someone from night shift left it on accident last night." Kristen explained. But her interest went up at the words Librarian, she simply figured he was from the local library to be truthful. "Finding a spoon just sitting in a box is odd and that's even odd by local standards. Was gathering files on the Dollmaker, local criminal, when I found it."

"The Dollmaker?" Flynn twirled the spoon through his fingers, partly for idle amusement and partly to test the weight and balance of it, quietly testing whether it was the stainless steel it appeared to be. There was definitely, at the least, magical residue on it. It had been enchanted at some point. The key question was whether it still was.

"Tell me, Miss Kringle," he said easily, spoon still flowing from finger to finger and back around again. "Have you had anything else exceptionally odd turn up lately? Or odder than usual happenings? I'd like to see your records, if I may. For Library purposes, of course."

"Local criminal, went after the homeless to make them lab rats." Kristen explained. "Ours seem to have a flair for creative name schemes. And now that you mention it Nygma did mention some weird test results a few nights ago, he figured it was a power surge at the time but it just felt off for some reason." hopping onto the ladder to find the results Nygma had mentioned. "And that's not counting the local weirdness that's just typical for Gotham."

"You don't say." Considering possible connections between everything, Flynn pressed the back of the spoon thoughtfully to his lips out of sheer habit, and only considered the foolishness of that action when it was just a fraction of a second too late.

The spoon got hot in his hand, and he felt the weight come up off his shoulders - quite literally. He froze, fearful to move, and opened his mouth to warn Kristen, but she was already climbing the ladder. In upward motion. When the gravity in the room had just - ding - switched off.

Kristen thankfully was not holding a box so she held onto the rung of the ladder. "What is going on?" half shocked and half curious. She had a feeling it was the mystery spoon, this was feeling like a movie by the second. Thankfully a plus that her skirt was not riding up and making things even odder.

Flynn slowly pushed himself up onto his toes and let out a laugh as he kept rising. He made a small movement with one hand to arrest his ascent, and grinned up at Kristen from a few feet off the floor.

"This is awesome! And also potentially very dangerous, especially if you move too fast. No sudden movements. Got it. Got it? Right! Find me that file! If those weird test results have anything to do with gravitational anomalies then I think we definitely have a pattern."

He kicked one foot and floated himself towards the main door. "Best check how localised a field this is. But come on in, the water's lovely!"

He laughed, kicking over to horizontal and doing the backstroke across the room.

"Totally not a boring day at the office now!" Kristen let go of the ladder as her skirt seemed to swish around her. She aimed for a bank of boxes knowing Nygma left his results in that general area,"According to Nygma he was sure it was a power surge due to the weather but he did mention some really strange readings with the metals he was working on." she offered.

"With the metals?" Flynn said thoughtfully, achieving a tumble as he reached the door just so that he could hang upside down while he turned the handle and peeked through. The rest of the building beyond seemed to be carrying on perfectly normally, nothing floating or flailing in the air at all. He shut the door again. "Good news! It's just us. That means whatever we're dealing with probably isn't going to turn out to be deadly."

He gave himself a push from the door to turn, then kicked off and went sailing over to join her at the boxes, throwing out his arms to slow down and stop as he drew near.

"Excellent work, Miss Kringle!" he told her, beaming down at the box of reports. "Here, see what you make of this." He handed her the spoon. "My guess is it was waiting for someone to try and eat with it before it activated. So we have ourselves a prankster."

He pulled the wooden 4-by-4 Rubik's cube from his pocket as well. "This was nearby too. Hiding something. How are you with puzzles?"

"From what Nygma was telling me the numbers were off the charts and it was bugging him all shift." Kristen explained. But she accepted the spoon,"Only thing we could think of was a possible link to another mobster but it just did not match the MO. And I like puzzles, after all the annex is one at least half the time." she giggled. That had been rare enough, her smiling.

"You're not wrong there," Flynn agreed, with a grin. "Now, let's see."

He plucked out the first file and flicked through at speed, then set it aside in mid air and went through the next.

"Ooh. Yes. Off your charts by a long way. Not off mine, though. See how it's the precious metals that are affected worst? And this key listed here doesn't change a bit. Pure iron, that one. I think I know what we're dealing with."

He looked up and gave her a broad smile, with a quick gesture at the room around them.

"In case you haven't noticed," he said cheerfully, "magic is real. And this is just the style for a few creatures I could name. My money's on imps. Haven't seen imps in years. Noticed anything going missing as well as the surprise gifts?"

"This feels like a movie but in real time." Kristen observed but she was smiling. "And speaking of strange, I keep finding strange things around the annex. Simple things like that spoon and yesterday the ME's earring was in a box, we figured she had dropped it somehow." she offered. She nodded at how the spoon messed with Nygma's test,"So its the iron that messed with Nygma's test results?"

"Magic did. The iron's probably all that stopped things from kicking off while he was testing," Flynn said, tapping his finger on the normal readings for the iron key. "Everything else has been enchanted, though what each thing will do we'll have to find out the hard way. I think the spoon might be pure silver. That lends itself pretty well to stronger magic. The kind that can -" he flicked a finger at their surroundings, and crossed his legs to sit in mid air "- overrule physics."

He tapped his fingers against his lips for a moment, considering. "Iron and fae don't mix, though. If we want to get rid of your new friends we should definitely get hold of some iron to keep on us, for protection. They'll escalate to more than moving jewellery and playing pranks on the laws of nature before long."

He smiled at her. "Can't leave you with an infestation, can we? Ooh. Imp-festation?" He grinned, pleased with himself for that one.

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