The Body Heat Meme (Again!)

[winterbolt]

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

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ ...Maybe if he closes his eyes very tightly he can pretend he suddenly fell asleep and this conversation never happened. ]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[He isn't falling for it.]

Niles...

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ After a very long few minutes, there is a sigh, almost as long. ]

I may have... been arrested once in my life. Or twice.

[ This is it. His occupation is going to come out, and then Raikov will kick him out of bed and of his life. Damn. And he was just getting used to this relationship, too.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. ]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[... Raikov just raises an eyebrow. What could Valmont have possibly done to merit that? The man doesn't come across as villainous. Just... extremely spoiled.]

... What for? No, wait... let me guess. The talismans?

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ An out! He seizes upon it. ]

Yes. That's exactly it. Law enforcement didn't like my having them, you see. Didn't like the sorts of things I was doing with them.

[ It's even technically true. At least, for one of his arrests. ]

[majorcrotchgrab]

I can imagine so.

[Raikov settles back down in bed, wrapping his arms around Valmont's waist.]

And yet you still didn't learn your lesson... Funny, that. I... certainly learned mine.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Oh thank god, he's not inquiring further. Valmont tries not to seem too relieved as Raikov settles back down. At least he's warmed up some. ]

On the contrary, I believe I learned my lesson quite handily. Never trust others to do what you can do yourself.

[ Because the talisman-fueled destruction he personally got to wreak back home was much less than he would have liked, and he's still sore about that. ]

What were you in for, then?

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Raikov lets out an exasperated sigh. That's not learning your lesson, Val. But he remains silent for a few moments.]

... For my abuse of power and serving under Colonel Volgin.

[Sound familiar? Talismans, maybe?]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ It's a lesson and he learned it. You want something else out of him, you have to be more specific. ]

Abuse of power? Hmm, I hadn't thought you to be the type. I expect that's why you're so keen on not letting me enjoy the talismans, is it?

[ He shifts against Raikov, trying to get a little more comfortable. ]

Ah. This colonel, would he be the one that you...

[ Dated? Slept with? Were in l- nope, he's not going to think about that possibility. ]

[majorcrotchgrab]

You're joking, right? I... I don't exactly hide that I think highly of myself.

[Ugh. He had to open his mouth. Guess it's better to just get it all out.]

Yes... Colonel Yevgeny Borisovich Volgin. He was... a very unique man. It's his death that... has me concerned about you and the talismans.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

Of course I'm aware that you're full of yourself. Plenty of people manage to be full of themselves without getting arrested.

[ Not that he would know anything about that personally, but he's pretty sure it's possible. ]

Right. [ The dead ex. Two and two and two put themselves together. ] Well, you don't have to be worried, do you? I haven't got them anymore. It's quite possible I shall never have them again.

[ Slump. As much as one can slump while lying down, anyway. ]

[majorcrotchgrab]

Not many people were ever in my situation.

[He wouldn't be surprised if he was the only one, considering just how unique everything was that happened to him. His grip tightens a bit, Raikov pulling Valmont closer.]

... And I hope that's true. You're better off without them.