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[andsowasi]

The Body Heat Meme


1. 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.
2. 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.
3. 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!
4. So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!
5. Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

Comments

[andsowasi]

[somethingofthewolf]

[Whoo, that was quite the run. In the pissing rain, freezing cold and they still aren't back to the TARDIS? It's fucking cold if you ask Rose, and right now? Though she's running on adrenaline, it just doesn't seem enough.

Rose Tyler is just a shivering, soggy ball of pink and yellow.]

[andsowasi]

[The Doctor, meanwhile, is all fine and dandy and soaked through but still warm, mostly. One of the benefits of two hearts, actually.

He will glance behind him at the shivering mess of human, however, before rolling his eyes and ducking under a tree, shrugging off his leather jacket once Rose gets close enough before throwing it around her shoulders.]

C'mon, jus' a bit further. And don't you lose that.

[somethingofthewolf]

[..Well. At least it's a little warmer. The inside of it at least, and leather was a fairly good barrier against the sleet-like rain, but ... In the end, she's still as frozen and soaked to the bone as can be.

And apparently too cold to even mutter a reply, lips tinted just the slightest bit blue.]

[andsowasi]

[Remember that Ferris Wheel, Rose? Remember how many times he had to keep looking back at it in order to realize that it was even there? Yeah. Same thing is happening right now.

At least he's noticing as they're just about to pass up a deserted little cabin in the middle of all this cold and icy rain, yeah? Noticing and reaching out to steer her inside, closing the door and latching it shut, investigating the integrity of their little makeshift shelter.

He'll be stopping you before you touch that blanket, though, Rose.]

Oi. Hold on. [...... Uh.] Need t'get you dry, first.

[somethingofthewolf]

[Are you kidding? It's one of her favorite memories of him.

But once he does notice- because lets be honest; Rose is a trooper. She might be feeling like her limbs are about to fall off, but she wants to get back to the TARDIS just as badly as he does. So when he does... Yeah, first thing she does is bee-line for the blanket.

Only to be shafted? But come on, she's freezing! And still can't really speak yet. So have a bit of a despairing expression, Doctor. Rose want blanket.]

[andsowasi]

[Rose may want blanket, but Rose no can have blanket. Not yet, anyway. Not without the Doctor moving forward and dutifully peeling his jacket from her shoulders, moving a step further and taking her jacket off, too.]

Wet things off, then y'can have th'blanket.

[He'll just be... over here. In the corner. With his back turned, looking to see if there's any food or fire starters in those cabinets...]

[somethingofthewolf]

[Sigh. Fine. Even though the thought of being naked and standing next to a slightly drafty door is ... Okay whatever. Off comes the shirt and sweater, a hefty schlop of wet fabric thumping to the floor, followed by a rather heavy pair of jeans, too.

...And because it's just that cold, off comes the underwear and bra. Even they were saturated completely through, too. Socks and ... well, she's not taking the TARDIS key necklace off- you can't make her. But uh, covering her chest and her legs and sort of bouncing on the spot in the chill... Fuck you, she's running for the blanket now. Can't speak, can't announce she's done and ... yeah. Just watch her fumble with numb fingers to try and even grab hold of the blasted thing,

Fancy a bum-glance, Doctor?]

[faultyhammocks]

because im bored and we can tag these whenever we want 8D

[maybelegend]

[Hey Eleven. You smell familiar. To the point that you most certainly must be an alternate form of her favourite little human thing.

No harm in a big ol' wolf coming up, head hovering just over your shoulder for snuffles. And maybe a big, galumphing nuzzle to the shoulder.]

[universaljanitor]