The Coffee-Shop Meme

[sockle]

COFFEE SHOP MEET & GREET

An old and tired setting, but a fun one! Your character is inside a coffee shop, they could be anywhere in the known (or unknown!) universe(s). Start with a basic trope! RULES • Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom. • RNG for a number between 1-10 to get your scenario/prompt. Mix and match! • Have fun!

SCENARIOS & PROMPTS MIX & MATCH AS MANY AS YOU LIKE! 001 LONER CUSTOMER | Who is that cutie sitting all by themselves? You can't resist saying Hi. 002 DAT BARISTA | Did you look up and suddenly see them over the cinnamon? Are they the reason you come back every single day? Is it a hot newbie screwing up your drink? Tap that. 003 RAINING & POURING | The downpour is horrendous! Quick, into the coffee shop where that strangely attractive person is and oh no they're hot. Don't drip on them, be cool! Be cool! 004 BOOKWORM | Maybe that person isn't your type at all, you're just fascinated by the book they're reading. Strike up a conversation! Make a new friend! 005 SPILLAGES | You knock into the person you tag! Are they covered in hot scalding coffee now? Are you? Is EVERYONE? 006 SUMMER BERRIES | It's the middle of summer and boiling. People are half-dressed and sipping ice-cold fruit shakers, requesting ice to put on their body, sitting on tables in hotpants ... Yes, okay, this is Very Distracting. 007 QUEUE-JUMPING SATAN | You thought you could get away with it at lunch-hour, but you didn't count on them. PS, you're an asshole for trying. 008 MANAGEMENT & SOULCRUSHED | You either hired them and now it's time to ask that babe out or you're a recent employee and the boss has been making eyes at you. 009 LAPTOP HIPSTER | A prompt in and of itself. 010 WILD CARD | Your call. ( by sockle )

Comments

[pathognomonic]

[He bursts out laughing.] I'm sure there were times he wanted to cut me open knowing full well that I was still alive. I'm so glad he was fired. We didn't get along at all.

[therewillbelight]

I'm glad he didn't. I'm glad your arm didn't come out of his locker or whatever happened there.

[pathognomonic]

I'm still wondering what he planned to do with those limbs. One would need a very large container and a lot of ventilation to remove the flesh. I suppose he could have been selling them, but even then. [He shrugs, laughing again.] It's difficult to say why someone would want them.

[therewillbelight]

I'll say.

[ He sips his coffee, shaking his head. ]

I guess it goes to show you, you never really know a person. I knew the guy was an ass. I didn't know he was some creepy body parts collector on top of it.

[pathognomonic]

People always have secrets. Though I don't think that's true--that you can't really know anyone. You just have to spend a lot of time with them and ask them a lot of questions.

[Ah, Eddie's approach to making friends--stalking people and gradually wearing them down.]

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim's working on the "ask them questions" part here, he's just not one of those "wear them down" kind of guys. ]

I guess that works. But I'm not sure Guerra was the kind of guy who would answer a lot of questions. He seemed to hate having anything questioned.

[pathognomonic]

Yeah. That's probably because he wouldn't have had answers to a lot of those questions. I recall once asking him why he hadn't clipped and scraped the fingernails of a 30-year-old woman with multiple defensive wounds. He just told me to get back in the lab. [He flashes a smile.] That was such a basic thing and he'd neglected to do it. I knew better than him.

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim nods, thoughtful. ] I guess there's no reaching some people.

[ He leans back in his chair slightly, reaching for his coffee. ] Especially people in power. And when they're insecure in it--that's the kind of behavior you get. I saw it a lot in the Army.

[pathognomonic]

Did you? What was it like in the army? [He almost wants to ask 'how many people did you kill?' or 'what kinds of traumatic injuries did you see?' but even he knows that those aren't exactly appropriate questions.]

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim is quiet a moment, and then he shrugs, spreading his hands slightly. ]

Not that different from being on the force. Similar structure, similar politics.

...I had more people shooting at me in the Army.

[pathognomonic]

I should hope so! [And maybe Jim's expression changes for a moment there, because he quickly adds] I mean that I should hope that the probability of getting shot at would be greater in a military setting than on the streets of Gotham. Not that I would like you to be shot, of course. Ever.

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim's expression does change--that's not exactly the sentiment he expected. ]

...Thanks, Ed. And yeah, so far, so good. This city's gone to hell in a lot of ways but at least I'm not getting shot at as much here as I was then.

[pathognomonic]

Yeah. I don't know if I've told you but I do appreciate what you've been trying to do here. Standing up to people like that horrible Detective Flass, trying to stop the corruption. [He reaches across the table to touch Jim's hand.] It's a great thing.

[therewillbelight]

[ Jim's gaze drops for a moment, to his hand. Then he smiles faintly, one shoulder raising in a shrug. Modest, not dismissive. ]

I'm just doing my job. And doing right by the people of this city. They rely on us. Trust us. We need to live up to that.

But it's nice to hear someone else thinks that's a worthwhile goal.

[pathognomonic]

They've doctored evidence before, you know. Different people. That just--[He lifts his hand, balling his fist in a vaguely threatening gesture.] You can't throw out pieces of the puzzle because you don't like the way it fits. There is so much wrong in that. But you, you're someone that cares about the truth. We have that in common.

[therewillbelight]

I do care about the truth. About justice. It should be sacred. Fair, and blind. But it's not here. And I hope we can change that.