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Because it's cold in here.

The Body Heat Meme

THE RULES:

Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.
Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket.
A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!
So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!
Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

[OF COURSE Chloe is dressed inappropriately; I'm not convinced she owns a shirt that covers her midriff.]

[ harry's not that awesome at dressing appropriately for cold weather either BUT TO THEIR CREDIT they weren't supposed to wind up anywhere cold. so random cabin in the middle of the mountains? totally getting invaded. harry doesn't even care, he has a gun on him in case things go wrong and also it's freezing outside. ]

You know, I'm b-beginning to get a distinct case of d-d-deja vu here. One I could have - gone without. [ yes he's stuttering a bit but it's hard to talk straight with chattering teeth, leave him alone. ]

[Of all the people he gets stuck with, it's the two that don't know how to dress properly. Still. This is Nathan Drake, so his luck grants that of course he'll pack to be prepared, but that doesn't mean his bag will make it through the trip. He's keeping up the rear, arms wrapped around himself. Following after the two, he stumbles in, looking around.]

Y-Yeah well-- [A sharp breath. His kingdom for a damn blanket. ] I didn't t-think you guys.. would take the... train.

[Hands in her armpits, Chloe paces around the cabin to take stock of anything that could potentially be warm: Fireplace with no firewood and no matches or lighter, stove that won't turn on... Is this place freaking mocking her??]

Th-the train's too bloody slow. [Yes. That is why they're not taking the train and not because it brings up even worse deja vu than being cold does. YUP.

[Anyway, what's that patch of couch that's a different color from the rest of it?] Aha! [A blanket. One blanket, one warm blanket. It's big enough for the three of them if they farewell their personal space but Chloe is claiming it as hers because she hates being cold. She throws it over her own shoulders and wraps herself in it.]

[ figures that harry does have a lighter and nothing to light. he glares at the fireplace, a look of betrayal on his face as he bounces lightly on his feet, keeping in motion in a vain attempt to stay warm. he looks over at nate when he speaks, giving him a look. ]

A-after what happened the la-last time we were on a t-tr-train together? No bloody way. [ not that... the plane fared any better, but harry has long since vowed to never get on a train again. ever.

he happens to glance over at chloe next, about to ask if she found anything to help them when he sees the blankets draped over her shoulders. guess who he's making an immediate beeline toward? ] Oh thank God, l-let me under.

Ah -- n-n-nevermind then. [The looks he gets for that comment gets a grimace out of him worse than what the cold's done for him so far. The two have been double-teaming him since they left and he figures that he may as well get used to it, considering who it is he's with. He's over by the window when he hears the shuffling, so he turns to look over his shoulder.

Well then.

Don't mind if Nate hurries himself over, even if it means jumping over the couch. Have those stupid pleading puppy eyes that you hate so much.] You have room under there, c-come on, Chloe.

[DAMNIT GUYS she knew she shouldn't have said anything. She sighs.] Fine. [Reluctantly, she unwraps herself so that the blanket's only covering her back and shoulders and holds up the blanket for both of them. Come to Mama Frazer, boys. She'll probably wrap her arms around their waists once they're under the blanket, too.]

[ there is no time wasted for him to get under that blanket, pulling his respective corner around his shoulders. he doesn't waste much time huddling up to chloe either, because hey, body heat's the best way to keep warm, right? not to mention chloe's smoking hot and everybody currently in this cabin knows it. his arm goes around her waist as he gives a pleased sound, already feeling warmer. ]

Much better.

[Nate won't stare in amazement that Chloe is actually sharing this time around-- warmth is better and self-preservation outweighs the curiousity. Huddling on the other side, Nate brings that blanket around him and shudders.

He'd bring his arm around Chloe's waist but --damn you, Flynn-- that's taken, so he'll settle for her shoulders if she lets him.] S-So--

[A breath in.] How long do you think the storm'll last?

[Shoulders is definitely acceptable; she must grudgingly admit that her boys are more than making up for the loss of warmth from giving up some of the blanket. In fact, she's just going to try and pull both of them closer, because how is she supposed to decide who to snuggle up to? She's not much of a cuddler under any other circumstances so it's not like prior experience can guide her much here.]

Can't end fast enough, as far as I'm c-concerned.

[ harry's cool with sliding up closer. he'd pull chloe against him, except nate's got an arm around her shoulders and in this situation even harry would feel bad about depriving the other man of the warmth. on that line of thinking, it's a shame he can't get nate closer too - everything would be grand then. or at least better, for the added warmth it'd bring. ]

A-agreed. [ he doesn't even want to think about the storm. he kind of just wants to sleep the whole thing through, that would be nice. he's pretty sure they could all use some shut-eye after the chaos of the crash and the frigid hike to this cabin. ]

[He's not opposed to this close-quarter business, definitely not. If anything, these two have already violated his personal space before so what's getting close going to do? Definitely not kill him, even with his luck. Leaning against Chloe, he'd kill for a warm fire at this rate, though he can't complain about this situation.]

S-so how do you guys wanna... pass the time? [He's just turning towards Chloe some more to keep warm. This is killing him-- hordes of bad guys, zombies, even those creepy and terrifying guys from Shambhala? Nothing ever really prepares him for crap weather.]

[Think, Chloe, think.

[Okay, ridiculous idea but she feels like they all need a laugh. With her arm that was around Harry's waist, she starts trying to find the pocket where he keeps his lighter. Sorry if her hand wanders a bit; we'll just blame it on shaky hands from the cold. Yeah, that's totally it.]

Harry, where's your lighter? Let's set the couch on fire, and then we can all hold hands and sing around the campfire.

[Who has two thumbs and was in Girl Guides for about two months when she was ten? THIS GIRL!]

[ ooh, wandering hands. like harry minds. he's just going to give chloe an amused look for that, raising a brow and smirking like the cocky british bastard he is. ]

Well it's c-certainly not there, I can tell you that much.

[ he's not even remotely sorry for that comment and nobody can make him be. the wandering hand was calling for it and nate can deal with it. he'll play along though, letting out a disappointed sigh as he relaxes back against the couch. ] If that's the game plan, it's a shame we don't have any marshmallows on us.

[Nate can only feel what's going on between the two since he doesn't wanna look over but at the words, he's certainly provoked to do so. Looking up, his brows furrow.]

I-I'm still here, guys! [Please don't start touching each other when he's trying to get warm, he'll stay in the next room if it comes to that, thanks.] Marsh-- ah ha, that's cute.

[Breathing in, he leans against Chloe, looks around.] There's nothing we could blow up around here, huh?

[She flashes a teasing grin over at Nate as she swats Harry lightly in the stomach. You can find the lighter, Flynn.]

I didn't find anything, no. And I'm not going back to the crash site.

[ he just laughs, both at the comment and the swat, shaking his head as he digs the lighter out of his pocket. ] If we could find something to burn, we could at least get a fire going in the hearth... There's gotta be books or something around here, right?

[ ... as he belatedly hopes that offering up the idea doesn't mean he just offered himself up to abandon the blanket to rummage for them. ]

[There's silence for a moment as he just listens to the other two, trying to figure out what would be best to do. At least Harry's got a lighter and with some fuel, they could definitely have a fire going.

The silence that follows Harry's comment makes Nate roll his eyes and well.. He doesn't want any of them to freeze to do okay? Shifting, he lets out a sigh and pushes himself up.]

D-don't rush to get up guys. I g-g-got this. [Rubbing his hands against his arms, he rolled his eyes.]

T-ta!

[She smiles brightly at him as he gets up, pulling his end of the blanket around her (none for you, ~~Gretchen Weiners~~ Harry Flynn!), but it's cold enough that even she feels a little bad for making him leave the warmth.]

[ boo, chloe, boooooo. still, he's gonna pull her close now that nate's up and bravely facing the cold, unable to help his grin. ]

You're so good to us. You can be in the middle when you get back.

[ see, he can be nice about it! but for now, snuggling with chloe is a go until nate either finds stuff to light on fire or returns unsuccessful. mmm warm blanket and hot lady. ]

Y-yeah well, youu better k-keep that promise!

[Jesus it's freezing--Nate takes in a breath and mocks Harry's words with a face before stalking off into one of the rooms to look around. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves since Drake's out of the room.]

[Chloe waves to Nate as he leaves, then shifts herself into Harry's lap, because Nate leaving means one of her heaters is gone. Man, when was the last time before this she snuggled with someone...]

But I like being in the middle. [Her voice is low, mostly so that Nate doesn't hear her ~~plotting his accidental demise~~, to conserve energy, and because she's already right up close to him. That spot of groping earlier? For the lulz.]

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