BLANKETFIC, ANYONE?

[greenbeast__rar]

[If you're outside today, you may notice a sudden, unseasonably cold breeze. The more observant among you may even be able to sense the rapidly oncoming cliche. Something is clearly amiss.]

[OOC: So here's the deal. Two characters (or three, or four, whatever floats your boat) are maaagically teleported to a maaagical pocket dimension of

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[always_on_call]

Axel, my feet are cold. Go lie down on them.

[always_on_call]

No, but you're fuzzy.

[always_on_call]

Was he?

[always_on_call]

Get the hell under my blanket.

[always_on_call]

It's warm under there. Except not warm enough for my feet.

[always_on_call]

[takes blanket, gets up]

[always_on_call]

[meanders towards the door which is apparently locked from the outside, but that's neither here nor there.]

[always_on_call]

Huh. Looks like I can't get out.

[sits by the door. With the blanket.]