Don't Call Me Snowflake

[coldheartsav]

Savannah was standing outside, leaning against the side of a building as she lit the end of the cigarette in her mouth. The winter air was cold, but she was wearing short shorts and a black AC/DC tank top and she got strange looks from people all day. However, with the power she had, cold didn’t bother her in the slightest. After a long drag from her cigarette, she removed it from her mouth and exhaled the smoke. “Did you need something or are you just gonna stare?” She could feel their eyes on her, but she didn’t bother to look over and see who it was.

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allinhismind:

“I don’t really care for the holidays. It’s not like I have anyone to spend them with or buy gifts for.”

“I feel you on that. The holidays are overrated if you’re alone.”

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goinwith-the-flow:

“I have had a lot to drink and am feelin it, but you should come dance with me sexy.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice baby girl.” Savannah grinned and walked out onto the dance floor with the other girl. ‘Clean’ dancing was never Savannah’s thing, so she hoped the other girl wouldn’t mind.

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plcyswithfire:

“I’ve actually never been to a dance before,” turbulent ocean eyes fall to the cup she’s holding. She clung to the wall almost like a decoration, not able to let herself risk it.  “I’m not much of a dancer anyway. Maybe it’s better if I just watch, saving dancing for the people who can.”

Savannah had spotted the wallflower from across the room and had made her way over to her. She looked so innocent and shy. Those types were her favorite. “Oh come now sweet thing. What could it hurt by just letting loose and having a good time? Come dance with me.” Sav grinned widely and held her hand out to the girl.

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griff-the-shifter:

“Probably shoulda thought of the need for a costume earlier, so….I’m here as myself.”

“Eh. I don’t think it’s that important. I’m not dressed up either.”

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demiseofxander:

“Free food and drinks, as many rides I can go on until I puke my guts out, and about thirty tickets to play games. Pretty worth it if you ask me. It’s taken a lot of time volunteering though so they get their share too,” he explained. Xander looked over. “Sounds like fun!” He stood up, beer in one hand and offered her the other. “M’lady.”

“Well then drinks are on you next time.” She teased with a grin. “At least it’s taken up some of your time so you’re not bored out of your mind. I don’t have that luxury.” She stood up and placed her other hand in his even though she didn’t need to. Once the tractor pulled up, Sav climbed in and waited for him to take his seat before she perched herself on his lap, her side against his chest so she could still see his face. “Hope you don’t mind sweetheart. Hay and black don’t mix.” She smirked, placing an arm over his shoulders.

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healing-vik:

“That seems how it was for most…but there’s a few independent researchers. In Russia at least.”   Vik nodded, looking down.  That time hadn’t been a good one, ultimately leading to the deaths of his family and putting him on the run, but he could at least be useful now.  “A lot can be done with ice, and it can help protect you too if you need it.  My powers are limited, and are dependent on my strength and energy.”

“So you’re from Russia? You’re a long way from home, but then again, I haven’t heard of any other safe havens for people like us. Is that why you’re here?” Sav listened to him and nodded her head slightly. He was right, and with who and what she was, having to protect herself was a pretty normal thing. With a grin, she nudged him gently and winked. “Don’t worry handsome. I’ll protect you if you promise to tend to my wounds afterwards.”

[gothicmomsen]

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Ice Aesthetic || Requested by Anon

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healing-vik:

“I haven’t seen many movies really.  A few when I was a kid, then none really after my experiment started.”  Vik shrugged a little before answering her next statement.  “I figure I should use these powers if I have them.  I don’t know if it’s sweet so much as an obvious choice….but thank you.  It’d be much more interesting to be able to control ice.”

“Oh.” She went silent for a moment. “That sucks. I mean, I was never experimented on, but my mom was.” Part of her wanted to ask him things, but she figured it probably wasn’t a pleasant subject to talk about, so she kept her questions to herself. “Well sure it’s an obvious choice, but not everyone is as selfless as others.” Her brow arched slightly. “You think so? I mean, it’s nice and all, but being able to help others sounds a lot better.”

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demiseofxander:

“Oh, no. I willingly volunteered. I thought it might be fun and it’s something to do. Plus, we get a bunch of free stuff for volunteering.” He took a long sip from his beer and let out a, “ahh,” once he set it back down. “An ice cold beer always hits the spot for me.”

“Oh yeah? Interesting. Any cool free stuff that you get?” A smirk came to her lips as she watched him drink his beer. “Well you’re welcome. I kept it nice and cold for you.” She moved a little closer to him on the bench and looked over to the hayride approaching. “You wanna get on? I’ve never been on one before.”

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demiseofxander:

“Everyone looks better without tacky stripes,” he said then took a sip of the beer that was obviously for him. “Sav,” he said, drawing out her name. “I like that.” He grinned. “My name is Alexander, but you can call me Xander. No one’s called me the previous in years.” He took another sip from his beer. It was unnoticeable but his fingers that were warm only moments ago were covered in a layer of frost to make sure his beer kept cool. 

“Xander.” She repeated his name like he had done with hers and she nodded her head. “I like yours too.” She downed the rest of her beer, but held onto the bottle as she looked at him. “So Xander, how’d you end up working at the ring toss? Lose a bet?” She teased with a grin while reaching up and pushing some of her ridiculously long blonde hair away from her face.

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healing-vik:

“Blush. Yes.”  Vik huffed at himself, irritated for forgetting such a basic word.  He was about to argue when she openly flirted with him, the mutant pausing and looking at her oddly.  She was way too beautiful to think he was attractive.  Choosing to ignore the compliment, he shook his head.  “Why would I call you Elsa?  That’s not your name at all.  And yes.  The clinic seemed a good option for my abilities. I don’t have the energy to help everyone, but I come in useful sometimes.”

Sav narrowed her eyes at him slightly, a look of confusion on her face. “Elsa? From that Disney movie, ‘Frozen’? I mean hey, if you’ve never seen it then I guess that means there’s less of a chance of you calling me that. I just figured everyone had at least heard of it.” She shrugged her shoulders slightly. “Anyway, that’s sweet of you to help out at the clinic. They’re lucky to have someone with your abilities.”

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healing-vik:

“No one likes to..to…”  Vik shook his head, gesturing at his red cheeks and hoping she knew the word.  It wouldn’t come to him, and he doubted using the Russian word would help.   Lifting an eyebrow at her admission, he smiled a bit. “Really?  That’s quite interesting.  I can heal injuries and some sickness.”

“No one likes to blush?” She arched a brow at him. “Is that what you’re trying to say? I don’t know why. Some people look cute when they blush and you’re definitely one of them. Then again, you’re hot either way.” She gave a small shrug of her shoulders. She always felt that being blunt was much easier than beating around the bush and playing coy. “Thanks. Please don’t ever call me Elsa though. I’ve heard it way too much for it to be even slightly cute anymore. That’s cool though, that you can heal people. I’m guessing that’s why you work at the clinic?”

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healing-vik:

“Ugh, stop. You’re gonna make it worse.”  He frowned, hating to blush but knowing he couldn’t stop the reaction.  Taking the moment as she threw her bottle away to regain his composure, he nodded.  “I do.  Do you have a something as well?”

“I think you mean better. Don’t be ashamed sweetheart. Embrace everything about yourself, even the ‘embarrassing’ bits.” It was that outlook on life and herself that kept her from caring what other people thought of her and what also kept her from feeling things like embarrassment, shyness, self conscious, and the like. “Yeah. Ice is my thing.”

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demiseofxander:

Xander grinned from ear to ear as she walked away. As soon as the fifteen minutes was up and the next volunteer came to relieve him, Xander tossed the tacky striped apron he had to wear to the other guy and strolled on over to where he said he’d meet Savannah. Once he picked her out of the crowd, her bright blonde hair even brighter in the moonlight, he approached her. “Hello, darling,” he said, sitting on the bench by her. 

While waiting, Sav had finished her own beer and so she went back in and got herself another. She was halfway through her second one when he finally showed up. A grin came to her lips and she handed him his beer, and the bottle itself had a layer of frost on the outside, keeping his beer cold. “Hey handsome. Gotta say sweetheart, you look much better without tacky stripes.” She laughed lightly and took a swig of her beer. “I’m Savannah, by the way, but you can call me Sav.”