A/N: This was made based off of me right about now, considering its in the 40 degrees and my heats out. Brrrr...

Dawn of Hospitality

Cold

"I'm g-g-g-going to k-k-k-kill whoever f-f-forgot to p-p-pay the b-b-bill." Briana muttered from under her layer of blankets and jacket, curled up on her normal spot on the couch.

"Heh, beats a week of garrison duty on Valhalla any day." Michael chuckled as he concentrated on his own teeth from chattering as he sat on the opposite couch with Romminal and K!113r. The ork had had tough luck, is teeth clattering so much several of them lay scattered across the floor but he refused any type of blanket, most going to the dark eldar-sicle. The necron was silent and still, but he did go cross-eyed once as he stared at a slate of frost forming on his nose. Riiana sat on her sisters couch, leaning back as she had room now that Briana was curled up into a ball.

"Query: Just how bad was this 'Valhalla'?" K!113r asked.

"Well, I heard one guy left his barracks to use the latrine and he ended up getting frostbite on hi-" Michael started.

"Must you really explain?" Riianas brow twitched, either from the cold or annoyance, the guardsmen had no clue.

"I guess not." Michael chuckled nervously as he turned his attention to the one of the group who had obviously never been through rough weather.

"You stopped chattering, you ok in there?" Michael smiled as the pile of fabrics shuffled and a muffled response came from them.

"Freezing my soul stone off!"

Everyone quietly laughed at that, even Riiana going as far to smirk for a few moments.

"Well, you could always do what some of us simple-minded humans do..." Michael explained innocently. After a moment a single hazel eye appeared underneath the mass to stare at him.

"I'm listening."

"Well, when there was no artificial heating around, theres always the option of... you know..."

"Just spit it out already!"

"Body heat." Michael blurted out, quickly getting ready to dodge a physical or psychic lashing from Riiana. However, she only gawked at him as a giggle came from the blankets.

"Are you really that desperate?"

"W-wait what? No! I didn't mean it like that!"

"Liar..."

"Somebody? A little back-up?"

"Witty Statement: Perhaps a less direct approach meatbag?"

"Enough out of you!"

"Guys! We're trying to play cards over here!"

Everyone in the living room turned to glare at the three others sitting around the kitchen table. Tai, Jones, and Xelus all stared back with their emotionless helmets before returning to their game of 'Armageddon hold'um'.

"How can you guys do anything when its below 0 in here?"

After a moment all three looked back and answered in cherry unison.

"Heated armor!"

A/N: Yea, kinda wish I had one right about now. Well, that or a nice eldar to snuggle with. ^^ *Manly fail -900*

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Wolfius1- Amen to that my friend!