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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.

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[vrepit_no]

Shiro blinks and looks down at him more directly. That had, in fact, been the reassurance on his tongue. "I do have some, or I wouldn't be here. It's the basis of my fighting style, I think, and given that I've made the effort to escape a couple of times..." He shrugs.

But he knows Jean well enough by now to know that's not going to satisfy him. So he gives it some genuine thought, looking off into the distance for a few moments. "But I think you're right in that... I don't have as much as other people do. I think." He pauses. ".....I think it may have something to do with the Arena." His voice has gone softer now, more contemplative and somehow closed off.

"Going in there, I didn't really think I was coming back out. I needed to hopefully last the first fight. And that turned into the first day. And that was fine - I had a purpose, trying to be sure that I could keep Matt from being thrown in there regardless of... Of his injury. After that, it was sort of one day at a time. Some days you care and some days you just.... don't. But even the days I was reckless, I kept finding ways to win. Kept surviving. And when I got out, when I got back to Earth, I tried to tell them, and it just didn't matter."

He tips his head in a half-shrug, a distant tone in his voice like he's not really feeling the emotion that Jean knows is under there, having seen the dungeon, having seen that scene and seeing it's impact piling up into the Shadow. "At that point, it became hard to see, well, what the point of it all was. They didn't want me, they wanted the tech. The others - Lance, Pidge, Hunk - they didn't want me, they wanted a leader and a source of information. Allura and Coran wanted a Black Paladin. The universe wanted a protector, a war general, someone to free them. But they don't need me to do that."

"Keith was already becoming a better leader with better instincts. Me coming back... that just broke things up and made it harder for everyone to accept him in that position. Matt doesn't need me to rescue him - the rebels will rescue him and Pidge will find him. The universe looks to Allura for leadership and guidance. The coalition is building without my help. They don't need me. It seems like... looking back... everything I've done since Kerberos has been for other people. And now?"

He shrugs his shoulders, shaking his head. "Doesn't matter. Back home, they don't need me. Here, death is just a temporary obstacle to overcome. And being reckless doesn't seem to put me in any more danger than being careful. So as long as other people are safe... why bother?"

[rustyhonesty]

Jean listens to Shiro with his full attention, his expression changing a few time throughout his talk. The mention of the arena makes him tense up temporarily, but otherwise he seems worried, maybe even frustrated at times.

There's a silence afterwards that goes on a while. Finding the right words is sometimes a difficult task. Heck, he should just speak his mind and not worry too much.

"You're right. It likely didn't matter who it was that took your place. It could have been anyone worthy enough. That's still true. You could be replaced. I don't believe in bullshit like destiny, so really, you were likely at the right place at the right time."

Jean had always been the blunt one. Much more now when he could somwhat relate.

"Whatever the feelings were then, it doesn't matter. They want you around now. You're someone they don't want to replace. Who cares if it could have been anyone when now it's you? And now they need you."

He takes a deeper breathe. "I need you. So please take if yourself better."

[vrepit_no]

The little, tired smile twitching at the corners of Shiro's mouth vanishes all at once and he looks down at Jean, properly seeing him, wonder and concern and surprise flowing in an inextricable mix over his features.

"Jean..." It's hard to find a way to express all the things running around in his head. How Jean doesn't need him - Jean doesn't need anyone to be great. He's made so much progress and Shiro's so proud of him, but he doesn't need Shiro at all. He's not even a part of his world.

No, Ariel, you stay out of this.

He doesn't go out there trying to get himself killed. He knows better than that. But at the same time... Did he try his hardest not to die? Do his strategies account for his own safety as well as that of others? Or is he sinking into that same trap that he's tried so hard to pull Matt and Jean both out of at one time or another?

Shiro nods slowly. "All right. Sorry... I'll try to pay more attention in future," he promises softly.