Disciple makes a private message... and fails.

[feralfanatic]

[Early in the day Monday, A private message appears in everyone's inbox.]

I think I have got t-this.

It is r-really cold, here. Is this the r-result of the latest curse? These b-blankets and furs are doing nothing. I am just about ready to set something on f-fire.

[Somehow, while attempting to remember what her moirail taught her about making a message private, Disciple had somehow managed to flag every single resident to receive her message, not just it's intended target.]

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[shesapir8]

Do it.

[Mindfang no]

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[feralfanatic]

[This isn't... She scans all the outgoing messages on her screen. Oh dear...]

[Wait, how did you check the information of the person you were talking to again. Ugh. Computers were stupidly complicated. Still though, the color of the text tells her everything she should need to know.]

It was a joke
One not intended for you

So
Are you cold too?
Or is this just my own private punishment?

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[shesapir8]

[Computers are dumb and stupid and only dumb and stupid darker bluebloods understand them completely you should use them as the kindling to your fire]

Don't really care. It showed up in my in8ox, so perhaps you really did mean to send it.

F8 and all.

And judging by your text colour I'm always colder than you.
8ut yes.
It's fucking freezing.

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[feralfanatic]

[With her talks with Kanaya, she knew the Cerulean known as Vriska had been sent home months ago, which meant that there was only one troll she could be talking to right now, Darkleer's kismesis.]

I s33
That is one way to look at it
I suppose

Even with this curse
I f33l the n33d to introduce myself

I am the Disciple

I believe
We both share a certain blueblood
As part of our quadrants

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[shesapir8]

[You mean. The best troll ever.]

I've heard of you. You've got quite the tale 8uilt around you, almost as intriguing as his. I suppose I should apologise for not greeting you sooner, I do so try to meet the interesting ones.

Marquise Mindfang. Mindfang will do if you choose.

And yes, though there's no need to go shouting that around. I'm sure he's told you we're trying to not get this little coupling too much attention?

[bestestfurrend]

Mama! I'll come over and warm you up!

[feralfanatic]

[At least some of the errant messages went to people she cared deeply about!]

Oh! Little One! Kit...

Yes please. This curse is m-m-miserable.

[bestestfurrend]

I'll be right over! With lots of snuggles!

[feralfanatic]

I l-look forward to your arrival. I will be under the mass of blankets and f-furs in the respite b-block. Just l-let yourself in!

[At least with two, the curse would not seem as bad. They could huddle for warmth just like the rebels had to do some of those nights, long ago.]

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[bethehugejerk]

IT IS IN FACT A CURSE GOING ON, AS YOU MIGHT HAVE NOTICED IF YOU BOTHERED TO LOOK THROUGH THE NETWORK.
IT'S NOT EVEN CLEVER THIS TIME
IT'S JUST DUMB.
GO FIND SOMEONE TO CUDDLE AND YOU'LL BE FINE.

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[feralfanatic]

I s33

[A pause as she scans the other posts of the network, piecing together the curse.]

Strange
So it is abated by showings of affection?
This curse w33k should be okay then

If you want
I could stop by and help alleviate your own cold
Nothing you would not want

[She remembered how well the last hug went. She definitely needed to make sure it was okay with him first.]

But if you would like a hug
Or something
It could benefit the both of us

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[bethehugejerk]

I AM FAR FROM LACKING IN POTENTIAL GIVERS OF HUGS TO MAKE THE CHILL MORE BEARABLE, SO IT IS HARDLY ME YOU SHOULD BE WORRYING ABOUT.
SERIOUSLY, IF ANYTHING I'M GOING TO BE SO SICK OF THEM BY THE END OF THE WEEK THAT I'LL SWEAR THEM OFF ENTIRELY FOR HALF THE MONTH.
SO I WILL INSTEAD TURN THE QUESTION THIS WAY
DO YOU WANT ME TO COME OVER THERE?
THIS IS, NOTE, A TEMPORARY OFFER
AND AS SOON AS I START FEELING FIDGETY ALL CONTACT IS OVER AND I GO BACK TO MY HIVE.
THE ONLY REASON I EVEN OFFER IS BECAUSE YOU'RE ONE OF THE MORE TOLERABLE ANCESTORS AROUND AND BEING COLD JUST BECAUSE YOU AREN'T TOUCHING SOMEONE IS AN UTTER SACK OF MOLDY GLOBES TO DEAL WITH.

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[feralfanatic]

[Tolerable. High praise coming from descendant of her matesprit. Seeing as she is quite cold at the moment, it is an offer she would be glad to take. Not to mention it has been too long since she had seen him last.]

I think I would like to take you up on that
Yes
I will not intrude on your personal space a moment longer then you f33l comfortable with
I promise you

Do you know where my hive is?

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[onlyasign]

It's a curse, Kitten. Stay where you are, I'll be over soon to warm you up.

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[feralfanatic]

[Signless the portable heater! He always was the warmest.]

O-Oh! Yes, p-please, N-Nubby!

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[onlyasign]

Be there soon!

[Yes, Sufferer is well aware of his role as the portable space heater, and he's taking that role extra seriously this week. He heads over to Disciple's hive and lets himself in.]

Kitten? Where are you?

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[feralfanatic]

[A muffled voice calls from the back of the hive, from her respite block.]

mmmrfpp-Back here!

[She had barricaded herself under as many blankets, pillows, and furs as she could find. Frankly it almost looks as if she had constructed a moirail pile, with her as the foundation.]

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[devwocean]

[He's a bit more resistant to the cold, but more importantly, he has two built-in heaters at his hive, so Dualscar is doing better than Disciple obviously is.

He's set himself up, lounging naked on his sleeping platform, with the blankets artfully arranged.]

Feelin' a bit chilly there?

[Actually private] haha, nice

[feralfanatic]

[Oh, she was really not in the mood for this, but, having started to read other posts and catch up on the details of the curse, she was a little curious if black signs of affection counted. A short double-blink and stare as she notices his little 'show'.]

Oh d-dear. It just had to go to you t-too did it not? Y-yes, it is miserable. N-Not that I imagine anyone as coldb-blooded as you to notice.

[Actually private] Hehehe

[devwocean]

[He is working hard to hide the fact that he's shivering, too. His fins are flattened and his arms buried under the blankets enough to try to keep his hands warm, but he's hoping Disciple won't notice]

I might be colder than you are, but I swwear I could wwarm you up.

[Actually private]

[feralfanatic]

[Her chance to notice his shared discomfort is delayed as she rolls her eyes in response to his comment.]

M-more innuendo. I-I do not know why I am s-surprised. Even a c-curse can not keep your l-libido in check.

[The barest of smiles played at the edges of her mouth.]

[savemegermany]

We could all huddle together! That works when you've got hypothermia~

[feralfanatic]

Oh, Hello!

[Unintentionally sent or not, it was still a welcome voice to hear.]

I think that could work. Though it is part of a curse, so who knows. The outside temperature gauge is telling me it is a lot warmer then I am currently feeling. It is a cursed cold, so I am willing to try pretty much anything to alleviate it.

[savemegermany]

Ve, it works for body temperatures dropping in very cold weather! I've huddled with Germany and Japan before [ though probably without their permission first. He liked to sleep in other people's beds. ]

We could try it. Have a sleep-over!

[feralfanatic]

I used to have nights like that. Me and the other rebels would have to huddle in some cave or something while we were on the run. Fortunately, Signless is like a space heater.

A... sleep-over? That could be fun, I suppose.