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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

hoth here we come

[princessences]

This wasn't the welcome that she'd been anticipating. The fact that she was playing both diplomat and paladin escort to the Galra Emperor still took some adjusting to, and with that task she was prepared for some resistance or unsettled groups. But not for them to be this heavily armed nor to intercept them out here. The moon was supposedly uninhabited by any higher forms of life, which in turn could make it a decent hiding spot. She should have paid more heed to that possibility.

They both suffered from that short-sightedness.

Allura gasped, coming to in the cockpit. The harness had kept her in place, though she was disoriented, dizzy. Looking around as her mind began to clear, she could tell part of that was due in no small part to the fact that the Blue Lion was its side as she strained heavily to the left in her seat. She heard some static--was that?

Gritting her teeth, Allura reached out to tap at the metal of the main control panel. None of the holographic screens were prompted to load. Not a good sign.

She tapped her helmet instead.

"...Lotor?"

heck yeah

[waitatick]

Paladin escort? Hardly. She was one of the main actors in this alliance and a central figure in the bid for freedom from his father's regime. But yes, it had been incredibly short-sighted of him not to take more precautions. Allura was incredibly wise as well as capable, but had been in stasis the majority of the years she'd lived. Lotor, on the other hand, had not.

He was nearing the massive bulk of the lion's head when he heard her voice on the comm, and was infinitely grateful for the sound.

"I am just outside your lion. Are you injured?"

He appeared not to be, save for the blood leaking down the side of his face. But head wounds always bled more than others, and he was more worried about his dizziness than anything.

[princessences]

Outside. Where was outside, exactly? With the screens down it was difficult to tell, but flashes of white came to mind. She remembers following Lotor's ship into the atmosphere while he was being pursued. White--snow. Yes, it was snow. Snow and ice in the air, something her lion was especially equipped in dealing with. However...

"I...I'm fine."

All things considered. At least as much as she could tell. Sore--she felt sore, but the Lions are tough and made for impact. She must have crashed hard to knock it out like this. She couldn't hear Blue's voice in her head.

"Visuals are down. I'll try to open--..."

A few quick commands to the main console and the Blue Lion's mouth opened, dragging along the snow in its sideways position.

[waitatick]

Walking into a Lion of Voltron with the permission of its Paladin was so surreal Lotor wondered if he might be dreaming. His head had taken a lot of impact, his ship not nearly as armored for it as Voltron's were, so perhaps...

But no. The path to the cockpit was easy enough to navigate even with no lights to guide him, and he made his way to Allura relatively quickly, all things considered. The main hindrance had to do with the Lion being on its side, but he'd maneuvered through far worse.

"Visuals aren't necessary here, I'm afraid. It's a vast expanse of white and that alone."

He brought a small knife from his armor to cut her free, apologizing to the great metal beast in his mind before crouching next to Allura.

"My ship is completely unresponsive as well, I'm afraid. It looks as though we may be stuck here for a bit. I...forgive me, Princess. I should have taken far more precautions."

[princessences]

White. Yes, it was all snow and ice after all. She could certainly hear the wind outside, though the helmet and her armor protected her from the chill, at least for now. This was not a good situation. The range of her helmet communicator would not reach the castle ship. If Lotor's craft was down as well, they would have no means of immediate SOS with the Paladins.

She could hear Lotor's approach and needed to twist a little awkwardly to look at him.

"...It was my mistake as well. We didn't anticipate being intercepted this far out." Reports had indicated that it would have been a slightly roundabout, but arguably safer path. Honestly, she was taking it a little personally--she should be more than capable of handling this on her own. And yet...

"I don't think that will be necessary," she started, indicating his knife. However, her attempts to unbuckle her harness were unsuccessful. "...All systems must be on emergency lockdown."

[waitatick]

He was very relieved to see her turn to look at him. She'd told him she was all right, but seeing it for himself did a great deal to help his nerves.

"There is no point dwelling on it. The past is the past, and we must do what we can to solve the issues of the present. I realize it is not an ideal situation, but both of us have survived much worse."

He made his way to her pilot's seat, her words bringing a bit of a smile to his face as she realized she could not unbuckle the harness manually.

"Yes, hence the knife. I am sorry, but unless you'd like to stay trapped, it needs to be done."

[princessences]

As much as she hated to admit it...

"You're right."

Though, in all honesty, she will spend some time later mentally berating herself and trying to think of how she could have done better. Something so simple has put them both in jeopardy, and considering the already tumulus nature of the trust put in this alliance, any mistake can weigh heavily against them.

But first things first...

"...Very well. Thank you." Her hand rubs on the armrest as if in apology to the Blue Lion. She'll be repaired. Allura braces herself against the seat so she won't go tumbling once he cuts her loose.