bakerstreet | body heat meme

body heat meme

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only | Expand All

[ following a lead to a warehouse (what're you up to now, fisk?), a side door shuts heavier than matt would've preferred. the wind storms down outside, sleet mercilessly pounding down on anyone stupid enough to have gone out that day. the colder it gets, the closer the precipitation gets to snow, with a blizzard looming down on all of the city. threatening to coat manhattan in a wintry wonderland or prime conditions for cabin fever, depending on one's perspective.

matt had come here midday, curses under his breath now, listening intently, reaching out to sense, to feel, whoever and whatever might be nearby. nothing. not yet, anyway. could be a dud of a lead, but he'll push forward. moves quietly, carefully, purposefully, down a hallway...but, still. nothing. until there's a clatter from what's clearly a smaller room, but there doesn't seem to be more than one person in there? the door's ajar, and matt silently slides the end of his cane against its bottom edge, listening to detect whoever's there. a woman? young. she's shivering? but why is she even here?

truth be told, matt's damn good at assessing when someone is going to be a threat, and while he wouldn't go so far as to think she's helpless, this person doesn't seem like someone tied to activity perpetrated by fisk.

he's getting colder the longer he's in there, too. no heating to be felt, and his suit (hadn't wanted to take the time to go home, just...came as is, from the office) is clinging to his skin, drenched through even through his coat. damn new york winters.

maybe he should...go...but his moral compass won't allow that. ]

Hello?

[ for the moment, he's a blind guy with wet clothes, a cane, foggy glasses. largely not a threat himself, yeah? ]

Is there, someone here? I, ah, thought I heard someone?

[ playing it real cool there, matt. ]