6th Floor, Tuesday Morning

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn woke up shivering under a blanket on the couch. It was freezing, and she was pretty sure that fireplace hadn't been there when she fell asleep. She was going to have a stern talk with the weather gods about the quick-change act.

She stood up groggily, blanket around her like a cape, and decided to try to make coffee. She'd be less cold if she moved, right?

And then she realized the power was out, and there was no way to make coffee without power.

She could already tell this was not going to be her favorite day.

[OOC: Open to anybody who fell asleep upstairs last night! Or anyone who wanders up. I'm not fussy.]

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[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

Jake was pretty much just looking for food. The whole it being colder thing had occurred to him, but it wasn't like he ever cared and a shirt was warm enough for him. The lack of power? Now that was annoying and he ventured up a floor higher to see if he'd have better luck in there.

"I don't suppose there's any electricity here?"

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Oh, of course not," Quinn said, sounding resigned and exhausted. "Wonderful way to end a slumber party. You wake up and you're at risk of turning into a popsicle."

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"That's what you get for partying and not inviting me," he snorted. "Did I miss any pillow fights?"

She could totally hit him over the head for that.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Tons," Quinn said solemnly. "And then we all put on baby doll nighties and gave each other backrubs and fed each other whipped cream."

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"Evil," he laughed. "See if I get you pizza later."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Is there pizza?" Quinn asked. "For real? Somebody actually has warm food somewhere?"

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"Last time they did anyway," Jake said, wondering if he'd been assuming too much. "Some of the businesses in town have back up generators. So unless those are down too..."

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"How can you not be cold?" Dana demanded, her teeth chattering.

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, he was definitely smirking now in a Cold? What cold? way.

"It's a wolf thing," he stated as if that should be obvious.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully gave him a very cranky look, then reached over to check his temperature, and blinked. "You're burning up!" Usually she'd be worried but... "That is so not fair." Brrrrrrrrrr.

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"So fair," he argued, snorting at her reaction. "And it's not much fun when the weather gets warmer. I need to freeze a little now so I can get through summer."

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Oh. That explains the shirtlessness better," Scully said, tact on holiday with her lack of coffee and extreme cold. She blinked and turned red. "Forget I said that... what does your temperature usually run, anyway?"

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"Hey, if I can show off without getting cold I might as well take advantage of it," he joked. "And it's around 108.9, it's pretty constant."

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully woke up shivering, and looking around in bewilderment. "It was warm last night. What the...?" She shuddered and then blinked. "Who redecorated?"

Coffeeeee was needed. Yes.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Whoever runs the weather on this insane island," Quinn said. "And we can't even make coffee. Power's out."

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"No coffee?" Scully said, struggling to get vertical, and sounding very pathetic. She rubbed at her eyes and then looked out the window. "And we'd have to go out in that to get it?" Woe!

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"It's probably just as cold in as it is out," Quinn pointed out. "And out, at least you'd be moving."

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully scrubbed her face, trying to get her brain to engage, and saw some of the sense of that. "True." She made a face. "The pipes are probably frozen, or the water's cold... Ugh." There had to be a way to get a hot shower, magic or someone who knew some other trick. Coffee first though. This was a crisis. "Cold snap. Ridiculous," she said, sounding resigned as she started to gather up her pillow and bedding.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Cold snap sounds normal," Quinn pointed out. "This is the island messing with us for kicks. Again."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda, like the others, woke up shivering. "The fuck?" she grumbled. A quick heating spell made her blanket warmer, but she was still annoyed. "Fucking Fandom."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"What's with the language?" Quinn asked, being prim mostly because she could.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

The first thing that came to Leda's mind to respond with was something along the lines of 'fuckety fuck fuck fuck'. But she didn't say that. "I didn't slip into Elvish by accident did I?" she said. But then she relented. "It's mostly due to annoyance and discomfort."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"No," Quinn rolled her eyes, "you weren't speaking Elvish. And we're all annoyed and uncomfortable. Heat and power are out."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Shit." Leda could be perfectly prim when she wanted to be. But she very rarely wanted to be. She had no intention of censoring herself for anyone, but she also had enough enemies back home without making any here.

"You want a hot blanket?" she offered.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Okay, now Quinn was pretty sure Leda was just swearing to annoy her, so she ignored it. "I'm good," she said. "Thanks."