The Body Heat Meme

[memezillamods]

 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

[no_you_move]

She seemed - awfully small to have done away with an entire group of scientists, especially SHIELD ones, but even as his mind thought it, in almost the same heartbeat it also reminded him of how many times someone, or something, small had done more damage than could have been expected. His memory had more than one example to offer along that vein as well. So his guard didn't drop - but he also didn't make any moves, either defensive or offensive. Making assumptions could get you killed if you made the wrong ones but more importantly to Steve, it could get someone else killed and this wasn't the first time he was in a hot zone and trying to figure out friend from foe.

The girl didn't look as if she had any weapons on her. In fact, she looked like she didn't have much on, or on her, at all. But Wanda looked unarmed as well, until you saw her eyes and her hands moved. Glowing blue would indicate the girl in front of him wasn't entirely mundane too. He kept his hands up but kept them palm pointed outward and quietly kicked himself mentally for not having paid more attention to Jim. He'd learned German and French and a small smattering of Italian and Russian but he hadn't been involved in the Pacific fighting. Other than a few words he suspected were swears and one or two greetings he was at a loss when it came to Japanese. He was surprised when he realized how long it had been since he'd wished one of his commandos was at his side but he missed Jim in particular at that moment. He shook his head.

"No." Searched his brain. "Iie." A gesture at himself. "American." The same gesture at her. "You?"

Because - what was a Japanese girl doing in the middle of Antarctica? And, maybe more importantly, why was she glowing around the edges?

[ibideficitorbis]

American! She knows that word. It's how Dante would correct her every time she called him a stupid foreigner. She smiles at that and nods, then gestures at herself. "Nihonjin!" She's Japanese. Tokyo-born, in fact. Her first birth, at least. She points to the markings inside her hand. They look like a geometric flower bud with two leaves and a stem. "Hitoshura." Person-demon. It's how people talk about her. A human reborn into a demon. She gestures at his strange clothes, hoping for a name, before shivering. She would have to get that blanket back on her shoulders without getting shot. He was American, so he probably had at least one gun, and she was not entirely immune to bullets.

[no_you_move]

Okay. He gets that part. She's Japanese. So he was right. The other word she uses though makes no sense to him at all but it obviously has to do with the strange markings she's got on her. He'd give a lot right now for a working radio so he could call back to base and have someone do some translating but the same anomaly that almost fried his plane when it got close enough makes communication impossible.

If she's dangerous, she's doing a very good job of looking friendly though. And cold. Steve's still going to withhold judgement on the friendly part but he's fully willing to buy the cold part. It's an ice locker in here and he doesn't expect it to get better before sunrise.

Maybe 'Hitoshura' is her name? Probably not considering she gestured to her palms. He decides to go with names first though and then he needs to finish searching the area for other survivors. he's got to have something to call her if things go bad. Or she does. First though -

he gestures to the blanket. He's... pretty sure she's naked, or at least partially so, even if the markings make it hard to be sure and he's doing his best not to notice but either way, that's cold. Without touching her or getting his hands too close, he mimes it as if he's pulling the blanket back up over her shoulders. Second order of business:

"Steve." A chest tap before a gesture at her and raised eyebrows.

[ibideficitorbis]

"Stebe," she repeats, pointing at him. It's between a V and a B but she's got the gist of it: it's his name. Now, given that he seemed to react with more confusion than anything else at "hitoshura", she assumes there has been no end of the world and no prophecies about it. Yet.

She taps her chest, just like he did, and the sound that echoes in the empty, frozen hall is that of skin on skin. "Shura." You can call her that. She knows that "Hitoshura" is a mouthful.

She's very glad that he pretended to cover her with the blanket, and, without breaking eye contact, crouches to reach for it. Yes, she'd like to cover herself against the cold, please. Although... she shivers and rubs her goosebumped arms, then points at him. Are you not cold too, Steve?

Suddenly, a glacial wind blows through the hallway, as strong as if they were outside. Did a door open? Or worse, did someone tear a hole in the exterior wall?