02 // baby it's cold outside // video
[the video function clicks on, showing... a close-up of rumpled fabric. a blanket? something is moving underneath it. it seems someone's foot turned the device on, and now it's recording voices in the background... the first, soft and gentle, is a woman's - Lilith's.]
Ah, your hands are cold...
[another voice - this one, decidedly less female, might be familiar; it belongs to Father Abel Nightroad.]
Are they? I guess I need thicker gloves.
Come here. I'll warm them up, you silly man...
Oh, you really don't have to... I mean... I don't want to make you cold myself, they're pretty chilly! I'll just sit on them!
[little laugh] We'll both be cold if you sit so far away.
A-ah well... I don't want that... I mean, it'd be a pretty rotten way to greet this world, freezing half to death in it!
Come closer, and I'll rub them for you. [little pause... Abel, y so awkward. softly:] I won't bite, you know.
[He's so good at being awkward though! I know that! ... Alright, I'm coming, just tell me if it's getting too chilly for you. I'll get new gloves, I promise.
[he is, it's a little endearing... rubrubrub, you have cold hands Mr. Priest] Mm, your heart is racing... are you nervous?
I-is it? I didn't notice, I guess! [And oh boy, he's just getting warmer by the second, isn't he?] Maybe you're just... hearing things? Feeling things? I'm not nervous at all!
[fondly:] You've become an even worse liar, it seems... [p-p-p-poker face, you don't got one, boyo]
[That's almost impossible. His poker face has gotten EVEN WORSE.] I'm not lying! I... I almost never lie now, really! Everything I say is completely the truth! Now. Really.
Your face is bright red... Do I really make you so uncomfortable? I know it's been a long time...
... I can't... ever really call it discomfort at all. I never could. [There's a bit of an awkward laugh. and then, a second later, a little quick intake of breath on her part, some rustling beneath the sheets--]
Ah! Sorry! I... That didn't hurt, did it?
...No, no... it just surprised me...
Y-you're bleeding...!
[ooc: dialogue in italics is Lilith, plain is Abel. <3 THEY'RE JUST SHARING BODY HEAT GUYS I SWEAR.]
Ah, your hands are cold...
[another voice - this one, decidedly less female, might be familiar; it belongs to Father Abel Nightroad.]
Are they? I guess I need thicker gloves.
Come here. I'll warm them up, you silly man...
Oh, you really don't have to... I mean... I don't want to make you cold myself, they're pretty chilly! I'll just sit on them!
[little laugh] We'll both be cold if you sit so far away.
A-ah well... I don't want that... I mean, it'd be a pretty rotten way to greet this world, freezing half to death in it!
Come closer, and I'll rub them for you. [little pause... Abel, y so awkward. softly:] I won't bite, you know.
[He's so good at being awkward though! I know that! ... Alright, I'm coming, just tell me if it's getting too chilly for you. I'll get new gloves, I promise.
[he is, it's a little endearing... rubrubrub, you have cold hands Mr. Priest] Mm, your heart is racing... are you nervous?
I-is it? I didn't notice, I guess! [And oh boy, he's just getting warmer by the second, isn't he?] Maybe you're just... hearing things? Feeling things? I'm not nervous at all!
[fondly:] You've become an even worse liar, it seems... [p-p-p-poker face, you don't got one, boyo]
[That's almost impossible. His poker face has gotten EVEN WORSE.] I'm not lying! I... I almost never lie now, really! Everything I say is completely the truth! Now. Really.
Your face is bright red... Do I really make you so uncomfortable? I know it's been a long time...
... I can't... ever really call it discomfort at all. I never could. [There's a bit of an awkward laugh. and then, a second later, a little quick intake of breath on her part, some rustling beneath the sheets--]
Ah! Sorry! I... That didn't hurt, did it?
...No, no... it just surprised me...
Y-you're bleeding...!
[ooc: dialogue in italics is Lilith, plain is Abel. <3 THEY'RE JUST SHARING BODY HEAT GUYS I SWEAR.]