fh_trips | Rorikstead, Skyrim, Sunday Evening

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Rorikstead, Skyrim, Sunday Evening

Skyrim is cold. Bitterly cold. The village of Rorikstead lies close to the mountain range that separates Whiterun Hold from the Reach. While the temperatures here are considered temperate for Skyrim, there is still clear frost in the soil and an everpresent fog in the air. The village itself is made up of a collection of farmhouses and homes flanking a single road on both sides. Many of the homes are in a state of disrepair - some parts of them look downright singed.

Fandom's students and teachers will be warmly received by Mralki and his son Erik at the local Frostfruit Inn. It's much warmer inside, so hurry on in...

[[ frostfruit rooms | common room | bard | rorikstead | ooc ]]

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Lucky her getting to be warm that easily. He was still curled up in his hoode and against the blankets in an attempt to get warmer. This was like a New York winter times fifty.

He stayed still though, quiet and calm.

Wasn't that easy. She still had to burn her own skin to get there. But, at least she was used to it, and barely even made a face. Once the rune was done, she put the stele back in her bag, and pulled her coat back on.

And then she hesitated a little, before taking some slow steps towards the bed. The other bed. His.

Flick was still listening though his breathing was slow and deep like might happen when he was asleep. He wasn't though. This inn was so quiet so he couldn't help but hear everything and when she was near, he was very, very aware of all the noises and smells.

He kept listening and stayed still.

Isabelle could move enough for the both of them.

And there wasn't any way to not alert him to what she was doing when she came to the bed and got one knee on it. Even though she did so slowly.

Interesting.

Flick didn't move away or get up or give any indication that he was going to reject what she was doing. He was actually curious as to what she was going to try to do on his bed. What she was hoping might happen when she got closer.

Isabelle moved slowly. Her other knee followed the first, and then, just as slowly, she moved to stretch out next to him. Meaning a little bit against him. It wasn't a very wide bed.

It wasn't a very wide bed at all. He sighed quietly and tucked his nose and mouth against his hoodie to get them warm while he felt the heat coming off of her.

He breathed in, breathed out and waited.

And Isabelle, being the pushy ass that she was, went to try and wrap him up with her limbs. Basically, she was trying to bundle him up against her flat chest and kind of under her coat, too.

Yep.

Well, he was definitely feeling warmer especially in the spots where she was touching him. He didn't even care about the different body. It was still her.

"What are you doing?" he asked slowly but not in any kind of accusatory or unkind tone. More curious than anything.

"I'm warming you up," she replied quietly. "It's the least I can do after all the cold shoulder."

He wasn't shoving her away, so it seemed like maybe a half-joke like that would be okay.

Flick hid a smile against his hoodie and closed his eyes.

"What makes you think I'm cold?" Besides the fact that he was curled up in his hoodie and not moving much to prevent cold breezes from making him chillier.

"You're all curled up, in a cold room," Isabelle replied. "And I was cold in here."

It was only logical that he was too!

"Mmm." He sighed and couldn't deny that he felt warmer. And it was fucking cold as cold could be here. Sure, there was a fire out in the common area but it didn't reach that well to the rooms. It was going to make for some interesting nights.

"Mm," Isabelle replied. She wrapped her arm a little more firmly against him, trying to tug him closer to her.

"I used a Mark to get my body heat going."

"There's a Mark for that?" Flick asked once he'd gotten tugged back against her. Didn't resist that. "I'm jealous."

"You don't need to be, you're already benefiting from it," she murmured. "And it's not as good as say, someone like Isaac. It's going to burn itself out and fade and leave me cold again."

"Hm. Sorry I can't be an Isaac," he mumbled, tucking his face back down against the hoodie. "I'm just gonna be cold all the time."

"We could ask Isaac to come over," Isabelle suggested, mostly joking. "He's like a space heater, it's completly unfair."

Flick was quiet for a few seconds before he shrugged one shoulder slightly. "If that's what you want," he replied. "Not sure beds are big enough for that, though."

"We could push two beds together."

That was always her solution. For every bed-related issue ever.

"You really want Isaac to come over?" Flick wondered which was an indirect way of addressing her suggestion. "And sleep in here?"

"Maybe?"

She honestly wasn't sure. It had been a joking suggestion. But she also couldn't quite claim it wasn't a tempting thing just from a purely comfort standpoint.

"If it gets that cold in the middle of the night."

"He can sleep in your bed, then," Flick told her, squeezing his eyes shut. "I'll stay here."

That reaction told her everything she needed to know to make a decision, right there. "Well, then I don't want him here," she said. "We'll just have to gather up all the blankets we have."

"I'm used to the cold anyway," Flick muttered, shrugging a shoulder. "Slept in it before. It won't kill me if I get cold here."

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