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Because it's cold in here.

The Body Heat Meme

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.

[She just grips his hand tighter, thumb rubbing little circles into him.]

Funny, ain't it? [Her mind drifts to Shinji, Yoshie, and Marc] How close y'can be t'someone and they aren't even blood.

[She lets out a long shuddering breath. Memories hitting her like a flood]

After my family died, I never thought I'd find anyone t'replace that hole. I thought I'd walk around like a shell for the rest of my life.

[Truthfully she hadn't come close to repairing all the emotional damage that had been wrought by her own actions... but it had begun. And it was as much a start as any]

Edited 2012-04-11 06:50 (UTC)

[He nods, absently, Bobby Singer's voice drifting in his head, 'Family don't end with blood'.

...He nods again, eyes burrowing holes into the wall across from them. The Host has been gone for some time before all this business had even happened. Without the Creator's presence, all of the angels felt it. They are in a perpetual state of pain and loss because of it. So much so, one of his own brothers--Anael, Anna--had fallen, ripping her grace from her being in grief.

Cas had faith their Father would return. But the suffering was the same.

But when he had found Dean there, in the pit, and rebuilt him, cradled his soul with his Grace in his ascent from Hell...]...So did I.

Salvation comes in the most unexpected forms.

What's important is that y'got here, right?

[She brings their hands inbetween their bodies, both because her hand was still fucking freezing, and so he could feel the heart beat.]

And you're doin' what y'think is right.

[She closes her eyes again, just soaking in his heat]

Past and future ain't shit without the present.

[He watches her do this--per usual--and stares a quiet moment at their hands, her heart beating between them, as well as his own--the vessel's--steady, strong, beat, beat, beat.

He is. He truly is, and he will do anything to keep going, even if it means his death. Which it most likely will. And he has accepted this, as long as the boys are safe. As long as Dean is safe.]

Your perspective is enlightening.

[His fingers curl around her own at last, suddenly understanding why this is done--not just in greeting, or comfort, but...expressions of affection. He is growing very fond of Nike. Of his friend.]

I hope you will see the same in yourself, Nike. [And how much you are truly worth.]

[A small smile as his fingers finally curl into her hand. She give a small reassuring tug with her own before speaking again]

Somedays I do. Other days it's more difficult.

[More accurately "most" days. The only comfort she had was she was making a difference. She was going to change this government and how it was run. She had the power to.

Then. Her brain flips. A light switch turns on.]

Hey, hold still a sec wouldja?

[....not like he wasn't in the first place......]

Yes. It is.

[He lets the silence stretch, mulling over things in his head--when she speaks again. His brow furrows the way it does, and he does go completely still when she asks. In fact, it's hard to say if he's breathing. Not that he needs to. His grace sustains the vessel without it.] Very well.

[She gives him a bit of a strange look] Didn't mean it literally, but oookay.

[Then softly the hand on his back traces a pattern, one she definitely knew. If she could just draw forth enough power---

HAH.

A bit of wind would kick up the dust around them and /Poof/.

A snow leopard... is just... gonna appear. Next to you guys. This is normal okay?

When it's fully in focus, it's eyes look from Nike, to Cas.]

Athena. Welcome to th'party.

[Athena flicks her tail and comes forward hesitantly, bumping heads as best she can with Nike. However, she was still not sure of who the new guy was(She'd have to get filled in through Nike's thoughts).]

Cas, this is Athena. Athena this is Castiel.

[He blinks as the large cat appears next to him--and her energy matches Nike's so closely, he assumes this is part of her magic. Part of her. At the introduction, he remembers their earlier conversation and nods cordially at the feline.]

Hello, Athena.

[He turns his eyes back to Nike--] You can summon some of your magicks, at least. This is a good sign.

[Athena will just... grumble. Amicably at least. And then proceed to curl herself next to Castiel and Nike, Her entire form-- including the tail-- managing to wrap around the both of them.]

It's bare minimum. It'll take a bit for Athena t'be able t'cast any magic. Y'think y'can hold up in th'mean time?

[With Athena and Castiel both her heat was returning much more quickly.]

Yes. [And he says that in a way that there is truly little he cannot hold up with or against in any situation. He is, as always, ready for fierce battle--or helping a friend stave off hypothermia. He watches Athena as she settles beside them, comfortable with her presence--as she is, essentially, Nike.]

[She presses her face into his neck, trying to hide her smile]

Don't push yourself too hard, okay?

[A bit of a jab. He was so straight forward she couldn't help but tease.]

[He takes a moment, and opens his mouth--this is hardly taxing--but realizes that she is, in fact, teasing. He smiles--one of those rare, new lopsided ones--and responds like he's a bit proud of himself for recognizing the jab, and having an appropriate response] I will..make an attempt.

[She takes the quiet moment to ruminate on things a bit, as well as fill Athena in.]

Y'ever have sweets? Like cupcakes, cookies, shit like that? [She can just feel Athena's ears twitching] I'll take y'out for some after this.

[another head tilt, watching Athena with curiosity]..I have only tried them once.

I have found them to be..satisfying, yes. [a moment, thinking to himself..he nods] I would find this agreeable.

[She snorts softly]

Athena is a sweet fiend. She'll eatcha outta house and home if y'let her. She knows the best places for baked goods.

Y'can pet her if y'want. She won't bite. She's just being protective right now.

...I will have to consult her, then. Of these places.[For one particular hunter who has a large penchant for pie.

He reaches out a hand, steady, careful, and touches her head. He thinks to reach out with his grace, gently, to prove that he truly doesn't mean any harm. Nike may feel a bit of it herself--something warm, bright, ancient, and indescribable. He is, after all, an Angel of the Lord.]

[Nike and Athena both are surprised he took the initiative. However Athena welcomes the touch--- then she... no they both feel it. They both were accustomed to feeling out different sorts of powers and energies, but this, this was different.

Nike lets out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding, Athena's hair rises a bit on end-- though she's not getting ready to attack she's not quite sure how to react to this new introduction.]

What was that?

[There's no amusement in his voice, but he smiles, regardless--hand carefully passing over Athena's fur] Me.

[Another warm pulse, almost in greeting. It's not often he meets beings able to withstand any contact with his grace, outside of fellow celestial forms and raw souls. Even so, the touches are exceedingly small, and very light. Careful.] My Grace. My true form, otherwise incapable of existing on this plane without my vessel.

Sounds like an aura. Th'energy us wizards use.

[She hums. The energy doesn't feel intrusive to her at all. Like a warm bright healing spell. Athena begins to purr a bit. Nike raises an eyebrow]

Looks like someone's warmin' up t'you.

Something like that. [He tilts his head at Athena, repeating an action he made before she started to purr--deducting that she may have liked that. And the second small touch of his Grace.] She is very agreeable company as well.

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