Your oc was in Antarctica, part of some research team trying to gather samples and stuff like that one day a blizzard hit the small site you had set up the storm quickly got worse and one scientist got hurt you went out into the storm to get help after what felt like hours of walking you subcame to the deathly cold winds and snow the last thing you saw before closing your eyes were a pair of boots walking towards you Your oc wakes up feeling warm and cozy you open your eyes and your on a sleeping bag next to a fire a person is Hunched over the fire smoking a cigar they didn't look at you (Ship Dakota is a pansexual

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(Oof ok gonna warn you he's a cold dude at first lol

(Lol ok go ahead and start

Dakota just crouched down still staring into the fire smoking taking deep drags of the cigar

Dakota glanced at her and dug through his pocket and tossed some packed Jerky to her staying silent

Dakota said nothing staying silent

Dakota finally spoke "What's your name?" His voice was ruff and deep with no effort for expression

"Hm dakota" he didn't seem too talkative

"Eh don't fill the place lass" he growled out a little aggressive

(Hello Dakota looks at them taking his cigar out "I know your awake"his voice was deep a ruff

He grunted a little "dakota"

"In a igloo" he wasn't lying the walls were packed ice

Dakota dug through his pocket and tossed him a packed food

He shoves it back In his pocket "better eat later or you'll have a cold grave"

(Yep Dakota looked at him blowing out the smoke of his cigar and turned back to the fire

He stayed silent crouched down a little glad he didn't have to explain to him that he had to rest

Dakota looked at him blowing out the smoke he grunted a little at him before looking back in the fire (Wanna cont the other rp?

Slides it over cause its wholesome)

Dakota stood up and walked over grabbing a wool blanket he bent down crouching again and wrapped it around him he looked into his eyes with a ruff expression

Dakota ruffled his hair and nuged him with his boot so be would get closer to the fire

"Igloo" he said with a rough deep voice the walls of the place were packed ice so they were indeed in a igloo

"Found ya passed out In the snow picked you up and helped ya here" he apparently saved his life

He gave him some hot drink "tea drink" he completely ignored his request

"Quiet care for self first whelp" he grumbled slightly annoyed that he wasn't trying to get better first

He pushed the tea to his lips making him drink it

He sighed a little taking his cigar out with on hand blowing the smoke out after turning so he wouldn't get it in his face

"...Dakota"

"Because where I was born.."

"High tolerance plus I like cold was born here in this igloo after all"

He nodded "and were is that?"

"Well what the hell are you doing in snow land" he ment Antarctica

"There all dead" he said with a blank expression "checked to see if anyone's in the area your group is all dead only you survived barely"

He looked at him and his expression softened a little

He just pulled him into a hand hug with one arm

He juat patted his back silent

"We have boat" he said after awhile of silence

"Yeah but you'd get home atleast"

"Nuh uh sir you can't travel yet"

"Becauss your still sick" he growled slightly

"Me you idiot"

He was silent taking a drag of his cigar "to bad your staying put"

He sniffed his cigar out tossing it in the fire it burned

"Nothing" he repiled

"Hmm I don't know cards?"

He grumbled "then just sit here and be quiet" he got up grabbing a gutair and sitting down again

He was pretty good at because what else could he do when he's alone in here for years

He chuckled and played

He hummed along with a raspy voice

He stopped playing and walked over making sure the blanket was good before sitting down infront of the fire