Cold Snap on the Normandy

[psychadrellic]

Who: The crew of the Normandy
Where: Aboard the Normandy SR-NO
When: Backdated to during the cold snap
What: Crew bonding, IDK.
Warnings: PG-13 for potty mouths and horrible innuendo
Style: Probably brackets
Status: Closed & Ongoing; backtags ahoy!
[Start a thread for your character, tag other character's threads, make everything as horrible and as awkward as possible]

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FIRST!

[pluggedintheoverlord]

[And here we have the elusive pilot burrito, curled up somewhere with blankets galore.]

[psychadrellic]

[Thane will pause in his wanderings because he nearly tripped over this giant pile of blankets.

Okay, not really, he's way too awesome for that, he just stops short and surveys the scene.]

Mr. Moreau?

[pluggedintheoverlord]

[The mound of blankets shifts slightly, and from within its depths, a pair of eyes are visible.]

No, it's the fucking Queen of France.

[psychadrellic]

[Oh, Joker, you and your charming colloquialisms.]

Is everything alright?

[Why are you on the floor and not in like, the crew quarters or something?]

SECOND!

[psychadrellic]

[Hot drinks and blankets have done nothing towards warming him up, so now he's ninjaing walking briskly about the ship in an effort to generate some body heat.]

NOT FIRST

[calibrating]

[Sort of matching that pilot burrito above, Garrus has buried himself under blankets, spare tablecloths, and just about anything that'll trap heat, and he's not moving unless something or someone is on fire-- and even then, it's only to get himself closer to another source of heat]

[Turians do not, and it bears repeating, DO NOT, like the cold. At all. Not even a little tiny bit]

[So he's going to be a bit cranky if/when approached.]

[pluggedintheoverlord]

[There was going to be a meeting of the burritos, because Joker needed more blankets. There was only one option available: find the nearest source of blankets and subsume it.]

[He sort of bumped into Garrus' pile.]

Hey. Hey, Vakarian.

[calibrating]

What the hell is it, Moreau?

[That would be his eyes narrowing as he gives Joker the Cold Turian Anti-Care Bear Stare]

[pluggedintheoverlord]

[Joker's hand darted out from the depths of the burrito and grabbed at the edge of one of Garrus' blankets. The war was on.]

Give. You've got more'n your fair share.

[stolenmemories]

Garrus, can turians shiver?

[Seriously, she needs a bell attached to her somehow. But at least she comes bearing the gift of another blanket, which is actually just a square of unused sail canvas.]

[calibrating]

Yes.

Yes we can.

[He's eying you so hard right now, Kasumi. Sure, that blanket may be a peace offering, but it's a peace offering from a thief]

[That, and the cold makes him downright grumpy]

[stolenmemories]

Keep up that attitude and you can freeze out here instead of being warmer in the tent with myself and Thane.

[No one likes cold but she'll leave the blanket beside him anyway.]

NOT LAST

[sheparrrrrd]

[Shepard is actually at the front of the ship staring out at the endless expanse of water. Ah, this is what it must have felt like for the first explorers on Earth!

Open waters! A worthy crew and vessel! Adventure in all directions!

The freezing wind through your buzzcut! The frost sticking to your five o'clock shadow!

Your tongue frozen completely in a mug of water you'd brought above deck!

Yeah, he's keeping his back to the rest of the ship because he has no fucking clue how to get himself out of this situation...]

[calibrating]

[Lucky for you, your best bud in the history of best buds ever is stumbling up onto the deck, ready to relieve the good commander, even if he has to do it underneath far too many blankets (although Garrus had the sense to leave a good chunk of them below)]

How's it looking? Anything to keep an eye out for?

[sheparrrrrd]

[Well, shit. He doesn't want to turn around, but he doesn't have to since he knows who it is obviously.

Just a slow shake of his head and a mumbled:]

Mmno--

[psychadrellic]

[Oh look, it's that human dude who says he's also Shepard.

Look at him being all lonely and stoic and shit up there at the ship's bow, with frost gathering on his face and all.]

Everything's quiet up ahead, I take it?

[He asked in an attempt to not completely sneak up on him.]

[sheparrrrrd]

[He's not lonely, okay? He's just doing a lot of thinking.]

[And also freezing his ass off... quietly.]

[There's just a shrug from Shepard. Goddammit, don't you people have places to be other than this?]

Totally Last

[stolenmemories]

[See this tent with it's nice little warm glow from the lanterns inside where the crew quarters are. Kasumi has bundled herself up with whatever spare canvas was around, just ignore the KEEP OUT sign on the door.]

no you're not, we're still missing lady shep

[psychadrellic]

[Psh, "KEEP OUT" signs are like big fat CHALLENGES to an assassin.

Also, uh, this is the CREW quarters, a communal room for everyone, gosh, Kasumi!!]

Is everything alright?

[Besides the fact that everyone is freezing their tails off, here. He is prompted by concern for the person under the sail cloth, but also by curiosity regarding the lanterns. Mostly he wants to know if they're giving off any heat at all. So far it seems like they are not.]

well then, yay I'm not last!

[stolenmemories]

[The lanterns aren't helping much but at least having a smaller contained space with the tent has warmed up the air inside a little bit. Primarily the "Keep Out" sign was to make sure people didn't accidentally knock over any of the lanterns.]

[After a moment of shuffling she will poke her head out of the makeshift door.]

Other than the sub-zero temperatures? Great. How are you doing Thane?

[normandeering]

[In a desperate attempt to warm up, Shepard has been working out. It's part of her daily routine anyway, and since blankets weren't working, it was the next logical step.

...She just finished fifty push-ups and now she's sweaty and cold. Excuse her while she warms some water to wash with, because like hell she's cleaning up in ice water on top of this. If someone was hoping to cook or make tea, they can get in line.]

[psychadrellic]

[Nah, Thane's not interested in food or tea right now. He's just parked his ass in a corner of the galley and is snuggling under a couple of useless blankets.]

If you're planning to wash, I would recommend you dry off very quickly afterward.

[This might be the voice of experience. Possibly.]

[normandeering]

I can't get much colder.

[She gets what he means, though, and she'll be quick. No frozen water here. Like she'd want to be out of her clothes for more than ten seconds anyway.]

You don't look too comfortable, Thane.

[stolenmemories]

[Kasumi was looking for more tea, only venturing out of her sail tent to get more warm liquid to keep herself from turning into a tiny popsicle.]

Working out in this weather is a good way to get hypothermia Shepard.

[normandeering]

I know. It was still worth a shot.

[Because dammit but she's freezing her ass off over here.]