SNOWED IN

[anonmeme]

The Snowed In Meme

You were just having a normal day out when an angelical snow shower hits you... hard. And now you're trapped with someone else until it passes by. Are you at a cafe? A bookstore? School? In the middle of crime-fighting? Location, duration and snow intensity are all up to you!

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• Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed
• Tag other people
• Have fun!!

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Re: Erik Lehnsherr l X-Men Films l ota

[brotherhoodeirk]

Erik fought the urge to laugh at Charles Xaiver the drowned rat. He doubted his friend would like it very much. "As fine as they normally are," he replied, "as in I haven't had to break up any fights tonight."

[hapostate]

"Wrong on both counts," Hawke replies, after only a brief but poignant pause for dramatic effect. "And unless you were trying to imply I'd pull a prank on myself, I suspect that was an attempt to cheat, as well."

And if he were a more scrupulous man, himself, Hawke might have begrudged him that, too. But that would make him an incredible hypocrite. And he likes Legolas, besides. (Maybe because of the cheating a little, too.) Which is why, with no further preamble, he answers the question he posed, himself.

"When we were young, Bethany and I, our father trained us with staves. Of course, mother objected - she hated the idea of us having to protect ourselves at such an age so stridently that she objected to most of his lessons on principle, I think." He doesn't quite roll his eyes to punctuate that thought, but the hint of it is there in his tone. "In any case, you wouldn't think my dear, gentle sister would take to it as enthusiastically as she did.

"One particularly enthusiastic morning, she misstepped, and rather than striking a dummy or some imaginary foe, she hit me on the back of the head."

happily invades it when you least expect

[decks]

[ this was not, admittedly, what Sakura thought marriage would be like when their team was first formed, but then again, she had hardly known who Sasuke was at that time. she had hardly even known herself then. silly and simpering in ways that left her feeling uneasy in the shell of her skin, and a head so full of naive romantic thoughts she sometimes forgot that she didn't choose to go to academy just so she could impress boys. but then, they were all so young.

she knows better now, just like she knew what she was getting into when she married him. knew it was never going to be the stuff of her eleven-year-old fancies. what would be a perfectly normal gesture for another couple makes Sakura's eyes widen, just slightly, before her expression softens into a gentle smile. she knows he tries, knows what it means that he does.

her expression shifts again as he pulls off his cloak. her concern is obvious. ]

You're not cold?

[orcsurfing]

It was a soft chuckle and a puff of misted air that met these words, rather than a boisterous peal of laughter, but even the softest of chuckles was still laughter and so the challenge had been won. As Legolas had no doubt would happen from the very beginning. And now he could just imagine Hawke's face too — difficult as it was to imagine him beardless —, that pained surprise at being struck from behind and most unexpectedly, by his own sister, no less. And that exact picture in his mind's eye had his shoulders shaking a little longer.

"Judging by the size of the scar you bear now, it was not too terrible a strike, or so I hope," Hawke shared the story exactly with the purpose of amusing him, so Legolas didn't feel too bad about his mirth. Though in the very next breath, he still added with some fondly amused sympathy, "But it must have been painful for the youthful you, nonetheless."

But there was only so much of it, with the game being what it was. "And yet, I think, a story of you attempting to pull a prank on yourself — and failing! — would be the most humorous of all possible!" Never mind that it wasn't exactly what he had intended. Hawke dug one that himself.

[anfragonistic]

The fuck do I look like, some kind of packrat?

[His eyes roll up— then over— an exaggerated look that's capped off with a flick of his hand. The answer, of course, is yes. Yes, he does still have them.

...Not that he's admitting it right off the bat.]

[anfragonistic]

Oh well that's just great.

[Does he look happy? Because he's not. Then again, considering how they've been at each other's throats since the start of this mission— all success aside— it's not as though princess hellsa's been anything but frigid, either.

With a bitter snort, Felix snaps his rifle back down into its case, locking automated latches with a snap. He should have been working with Locus. He should have been done with this hours ago.]

For the record: if you'd taken the shot when I told you to, we could've been kicking back on our flight out of here by now.

Re: Barry Allen l DCTV l ota

[give_me_a_museum]

"Given that that is the closest I'm ever going to get to drinking I think the glasses are my current favorite," Barry says with a smile, "plus they look good with a tux."

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm smiled. "You are about to learn something else. Malcolm actually isn't my real name. I changed it when I was younger. Too many jokes and I got tired of them."

Re: Captain Jack Harkness l Doctor Who l ota

[captainspain]

Malcolm starts laughing and squirming as he tries to get away from the face bath. "Come on stop," he laughs, "I don't need a bath right now."

[drnotmister]

"My snark is my tone," he replies with a smile, "and if I remember right you love that."

[secondshift]

Karen blinked for a second, surprised. "So I've just been calling you the wrong thing all these years?" she teased. She would ask how much more she didn't know but then she remembered who she was talking to; he wasn't exactly an open book.

[agnominal]

[ All he gets in return is a look. Well, you're half-right. But he doesn't say it, just levels that deadpan expression on his partner before looking away. The idea is there, he can take it or not.

The question is does he want to try entertaining himself for the next however-long, or does he want to show off for an audience? Locus knows him well enough by now to know the answer, without having to waste too many words in the process. ]

[welldressedevil]

"No not necessarily. I've been going by Malcolm since I was nineteen. It was a choice of mine," he replies watching her, This was a deep sign of trust on his part as not even his daughter knows this. "And really all you are going to find if you look me up is my military record and my parents names."

[secondshift]

"You say that like you think I'm going to. I know I'm a cop, but I'm not that protective," Karen said with a chuckle. Now when her son grew up and started dating who knew. But not now. She sighed and leaned back on the couch. "It's not like you and I do a lot of oversharing."

[welldressedevil]

"No it's not," Malcolm replied, "but lately I feel like I've been forgetting who I used to be. Arthur King feels like clothes that both fit and don't.." He stares at the ceiling for a long moment. "That's my real name by the way Arthur King, feel free to make all the sword jokes you want."

[secondshift]

She chuckled. "I have a better sense of humor than that. It's like I could have gone back to my maiden name after Chris passed, but I don't want to. It's the last piece of him I have, and I've been going by that for the last 20 years anyway."

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm chuckled. "I know what you mean. Until someone reminded me I'd forgotten that I even used to be Arthur or that he was once his own person."

[secondshift]

"I wish I had the opportunity to forget certain things." Karen admitted. "As it is I'm coming up on 50 and wondering if I'm ever going to get to remarry or have another child."

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm goes silent for a long moment and when he speaks again his voice is soft and thoughtful. "What if you had the chance to rewrite your life...fix your major mistakes. Would you do it?"

[secondshift]

"Absolutely." Karen didn't hesitate. "I'd make sure I protected my husband. That my son didn't have to grow up without him. That we could actually be the happy family we deserved to be. And Lord knows there are things I did in my grief that I'd like to take back."

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm nodded. "I know I did things in my grief and anger that hurt people....hurt strangers and loved ones. I'd give anything to have Tommy back or to have watched my daughter grow up. And Rebecca......" And now he had that chance, Thawne was handing it to him without question all for Malcolm's ability to out think people. It seemed like a trap, but Thawne had known things about Malcolm that he'd never shared with anyone.

"My only regret would be losing the friendships and understanding I gained after my loss."

[secondshift]

"I know we never would have met." Karen nodded slightly, reaching over to take his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. "You know Tommy was an amazing young man. I don't think I'm surprising you if I say he was better than you gave him credit for. And if my son grows up to be half the man he was, I'll be proud."

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm ducks his head to hid a moment of emotion. He's sure Tommy would have brought respect back to the name Malcolm had chosen and he mourns that he took away from his son. He looks back at her. "I hope he does get that chance Tommy didn't. At least I can say my son died a hero."

[secondshift]

"You can. And I know my husband helped countless people over his career. It's up to me to finish what he started." She nodded slightly. "I may never get to be happy again, but honestly I don't know if that matters anymore."

[welldressedevil]

He looks at her and smiles sadly. "I have the feeling that you might be happy sooner than you'd think. And for the record happiness matters. It doesn't matter how you get it, just that you do."