body heat meme

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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.

Comments

[mischiefandice]

Caleb was right in thinking that there was something unnatural about the blizzard that had suddenly seized the region. An argument, actually, was what had started it, between Loki and the great bumbling oaf who called himself his brother. One thing leading to another, Thor's anger had summoned a storm, and Loki had promptly retaliated with ice. Hence the blizzard.

When the fight had been over Loki had needed a place to recover and brood, and the cabin had seemed like an obvious choice. Sitting in the dark with a bottle of strong Asgardian alcohol was a dramatic enough way to plot a revenge for Loki to like it.

He had not expected someone to stumble in, bringing in a gust of freezing wind and sending melting snow flying everywhere. He arched an eyebrow and considered the man before him, evaluating whether he posed a threat or not before he leaned in, just enough for his eyes and teeth to catch the faint light coming from the window. "The storm might be preferable," he answered ominously, his grin showing entirely too many teeth to be friendly.

[dawndragon]

For a moment he hesitated, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he looked back and forth between Loki and the door. He didn't want to interrupt the guy's peace and quiet, nor did he want to get into a fight, but the snow was getting blinding at that point. It wouldn't kill him, but being lost in that would be very, very unpleasant.

So, he decided to take his chances with Loki.

"You won't even know I'm here," he said, holding his hands up as though he was being held at gun point. "I promise."

That said, he took a few tentative steps toward the opposite sofa. It might not be very warm, and he found himself wishing for a nice, comfortable bed covered in thick blankets, but it beat being out in the middle of that storm.