How to Play [ Comment with your character and preferences. ] [ Reply to others, using the RNG to determine your fate. ] [ Feel free to be as serious or as self-aware as you'd like. ] Prompts
1. Love at First Sight...or, at least, Interest. Hey little mama, let me holla at you. 2. Gradual. Your interest in this person is growing after getting to know them. 3. Excitement and FREAKING OUT. Oh my gosh, there's absolutely nothing you'd rather do than spend time with this person you want everything to be perfect oh gosh oh gosh. 3. Hormonal. Girls are so weird but they look so nice. 4. BFF to BF Your friendship is becoming/has become more than that. 5. Secret Crush You can't let you liking the head cheerleader or the king's daughter get out. It would be a disaster. 6. What is this...Love Thing? I don't understand love. What is love, baby don't hurt me --- 7. Unacceptable Your brain is betraying you and making you have gross emotions towards that person. 8. You Totally Like [blank]. Everybody knows your little secret. Guess it's not a secret, then. 9. MY LIFE IS OVER. You embarrassed yourself, so clearly no one will ever love you ever again. 10. Grouchy. Or Stunted. Remember how I said not just silly kids can get crushes? This is for all the adults who are finally feeling that fluttery feeling in their chest. 11. Dumb Shows of Affection. You want to show how much you care. These thoughtful gestures can range from not-so-dumb (she likes cookies, I'll buy her one!) to really dumb (I'LL BUY HER A LIFETIME SUPPLY OF COOKIES). 12. Forbidden Attraction. Everyone knows exes are off-limits. It's, like, the first rule of feminism. Also included are siblings of best friends, best friends, and cute people in general. 13. Ridiculously Over the Top. SHMOOPY POOPY CUDDLE BEAR! All sorts of pet names and inappropriate PDA here. 14. Fluffy Moments. Not necessarily dates, but just hanging out and having fun together. 15. Confession. I REALLY LIKE YOU PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME I carved this rock with my bare hands for you. Or maybe something more subtle. 16. Unwitting Object of Affection. Usually an older party or someone completely uninvolved with this malarky, but crushes know no bounds. 17. Adorable Kisses. Please don't let me miss, please don't bump noses... 18. Sloppy Makeouts. Put on "Stairway to Heaven" and go to town. 19. Arguments. You jerk! Look what you've done! I never want to see you again. 20.First Time Obligatory smut option, touch a boob, etc. 21. ANYTHING ELSE
[Kristin won't encounter Eddie this particular morning--he finds himself working back-to-back crime scenes, and it's just past noon when he returns to the station, ridding himself of his soiled protective gear and stepping into the lab to check if anything interesting had happened in his absence. As he clicks through some new messages, an excited grin crosses his features, and he wastes no time in printing off a copy of one of the attached files.
He appears behind Kristin's back, standing well within her personal space.]
Hello Ms. Kringle! [He holds up the sheet, which bears a series of colored peaks labeled with letters and numbers.] This is your DNA profile. I isolated a sample from a drinking straw you discarded last week. Each of these labels is a different location on the genome that has little repeated sequences called short tandem repeats, and the relative locations of the peaks represent the number of repeats you have for each.
[He giggles.] I compared yours to mine and they're very dissimilar. Which means there's probably a fair amount of genetic diversity between us.
[Kristin was actually beginning to feel more like herself today. She was ahead of her work, she was doing a bit of extra organization she had been meaning to get to, and the file room had been remarkably peaceful – that is, until suddenly there's the rustle of paper and a flurry of words just behind her. She nearly jumps out of her skin, whipping around to see the source of the abrupt noise...and in the process, she slams her ribcage into the corner of the open cabinet, derailing her terror with a squeak of pain and a pile of papers spilling from her hands.
Understandably, once she collects herself, hand pressed to her aching side, she glowers at Edward (who she is not precisely comfortable around at this juncture anyhow), ready to admonish him for sneaking up on her....
...And then it clicks what he just said, and she realizes that is a much bigger concern.]
[Eddie blinks at her, trying to figure out what's so objectionable about that. Maybe, he reckons, she's worried about the hygiene issue.]
I didn't 'go through it.' The straw was in a cup sitting on top of the pile and I picked it up while wearing gloves. [He mimes the action with a smile.]
Obtaining DNA from discarded items is perfectly legal so long as the trash is in a public setting. In this case you had dropped the cup in a trashcan in the front lobby so I presumed that it qualified as public property. And don't worry, I didn't have your profile entered into the national database--I just wanted to share it with you.
[She reaches back to shut the file drawer, trying to collect herself enough to speak with less impulse. Yes, she's agitated, even a bit FRIGHTENED, but she needs to not make the situation worse.]
...Why, exactly, did you want to share my own DNA profile with me?
Because I find it neat. [And because though acquiring the sample didn't strike him as objectionable, somehow, keeping the results from her did. And besides, now that he's seen the data--] Did you know that on average women are more attracted to the scents of men who have immunity-related genes very different than their own?
[Her expression is flat for a moment before she forces it back into politeness, turning away from him to busy herself with the files again. Pointedly not looking up. Not looking at him.]
[The implications of her lack of eye contact fail to register with him. If anything, he's bending over her shoulder as he speaks, curious as to which cases she's looking at.]
That was discovered through a really fascinating study done in 1995 by a Swiss researcher. He had male college students wear the same shirt for two nights and then placed the shirts in boxes and had female students smell them and rate their attractiveness.
[Annnnd he's taking a whiff of her hair.] You smell very nice. In my necessarily subjective opinion.
If you're still feeling tired I could fetch you some tea or coffee. If you don't like what's available in the breakroom I'm technically on lunch at the moment so I could go out. There's a café at 2nd and Marshall that makes an excellent caramel latte--
[Her hand shoots out to press against his shoulder - just a moment, just to get him to stop talking. It's gentle and warm and surprises even her, and it only lasts a moment before it drops back to her side.]
There's no need to...go to all that fuss for me, okay? If you really insist, coffee from the break room would be just fine.
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bakerstreet2015-09-18 02:07 pm
Kristin Kringle | Gotham | OTA
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He appears behind Kristin's back, standing well within her personal space.]
Hello Ms. Kringle! [He holds up the sheet, which bears a series of colored peaks labeled with letters and numbers.] This is your DNA profile. I isolated a sample from a drinking straw you discarded last week. Each of these labels is a different location on the genome that has little repeated sequences called short tandem repeats, and the relative locations of the peaks represent the number of repeats you have for each.
[He giggles.] I compared yours to mine and they're very dissimilar. Which means there's probably a fair amount of genetic diversity between us.
oh god eddie no
Understandably, once she collects herself, hand pressed to her aching side, she glowers at Edward (who she is not precisely comfortable around at this juncture anyhow), ready to admonish him for sneaking up on her....
...And then it clicks what he just said, and she realizes that is a much bigger concern.]
...You did what?
You went through my trash?
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I didn't 'go through it.' The straw was in a cup sitting on top of the pile and I picked it up while wearing gloves. [He mimes the action with a smile.]
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[Kristin's expression is shifting from angry to disturbed.]
You really don't see anything wrong with that? At all?
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[She reaches back to shut the file drawer, trying to collect herself enough to speak with less impulse. Yes, she's agitated, even a bit FRIGHTENED, but she needs to not make the situation worse.]
...Why, exactly, did you want to share my own DNA profile with me?
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[Her expression is flat for a moment before she forces it back into politeness, turning away from him to busy herself with the files again. Pointedly not looking up. Not looking at him.]
No. I didn't know that.
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That was discovered through a really fascinating study done in 1995 by a Swiss researcher. He had male college students wear the same shirt for two nights and then placed the shirts in boxes and had female students smell them and rate their attractiveness.
[Annnnd he's taking a whiff of her hair.] You smell very nice. In my necessarily subjective opinion.
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...That's...I don't know what I think of that.
[Then he's sniffing her and she whips around, a glare burning in her green eyes.]
Mister Nygma. Could you give me just a little room to work? I'm...I have a lot to do, and I haven't had nearly enough sleep to deal with....
[She stops short, letting her breath out in a sigh. She was about to say 'to deal with you,' but...she doesn't really mean to hurt his feelings.]
...To deal with my workload today.
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But you'd be surprised what you can accomplish with enough makeup and enough determination.
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[Her hand shoots out to press against his shoulder - just a moment, just to get him to stop talking. It's gentle and warm and surprises even her, and it only lasts a moment before it drops back to her side.]
There's no need to...go to all that fuss for me, okay? If you really insist, coffee from the break room would be just fine.
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...O-okay. Then I'll--um--do you take it with milk or cream or sugar?
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...Cream and sugar, please. A bit...heavy on the sugar.
If you really don't mind?