Trapped with a hero

“You don’t by chance have a screwdriver on you?” Ragdoll asks looking over her mangled helmet. A screwdriver, you can’t hold back the laughter. “I don’t think I get it. What’s funny about a screwdriver? Oh no did you hit your head?” Ragdoll holds the helmet up using its light to examine your head.

“No, I’m fine. It’s just my sister’s quirk is to turn herself into tools. If you need a screwdriver you unfortunately have the wrong Yamada.” Ragdoll listens intently as you lament in your inability to help.

“No worries, cutie,” you blush at her calling you cute. She stomps on the helmet shattering the ear holding the flashlight. “See no tools needed,” she smiles before tossing you the flashlight. “Alright now keep the light steady, I’m going to dig us out of here,” she holds her cat like paws up. “Um uh oh,” she smacks her hands together. Then she pulls her hands off, or wait they’re not her hands they’re just gloves. So her quirk isn’t cat related? “So, bad news looks like my claws got jammed in the fall.”

“So, how are we going to get out of here?” you ask timidly to the pro hero.

“I guess we can try calling for help. Without the claws I don’t have anything to help us dig through the snow.” Ragdoll finds the other half of her helmet and presses a finger to the side of it. “This is Ragdoll. I’ve fallen into a snow cavern and am stuck with a survivor. My support items are broken, we’re 487m from the lodge 23 degrees north of west.” She pauses for a second before repeating herself again. “Okay so more bad news, looks like my radio is broken too.”

You’re starting to feel a little nervous about the situation. If only you had a quirk that could help. You’re shivering from the cold. Being buried in the snow. . . twice has left you colder than you realized. Then while looking at Ragdoll you realize how scantily dressed the hero is. A thin looking pair of leggings under her skirt and a similar material covering her arms under her midriff tanktop. “Are you not cold?” you ask pulling your puffy coat tight around you.

“Huh? Oh me. No, I’m all good. My emergency thermal layer is still working. Here feel,” she says grabbing your hand and pulling it to touch her abdomen. The thin material was warm to the touch and you can feel her firm body underneath. “See it has some kind of heating coil or something running through it. We got some for these snowy rescues. Pixie-Bob didn’t pick costumes suited for all weather so we had to work around that.”

“Oh, wow that’s cool.” Those must be expensive otherwise everyone would be wearing them on the mountain.

“Alright so do you feel that draft?” Ragdoll asks holding up a finger. You try to feel it, and nod when you finally do. “So that means we don’t have to worry about suffocating, we have airflow. But it also means that we can use smoke to signal for help. Unfortunately we don’t have many combustibles so we can’t build a long term fire.” You nod along following Ragdoll’s quick and excited explanation. “Luckily with my quirk I can tell when someone will be close enough to see the smoke. So now we just need to get the fire ready to be lit and then wait for my teammates to be close by.”

You take a glance around the barren cavern. “Um, what are you planning on burning?”

“Well there’s no wood or other natural kindling. And my uniform is flame retardant so those are out of the question,” she lets her words hang in the air for a moment. Wait, does that mean she needs your clothes for the rescue signal. “Cool, looks like you figured it out.” She reaches into her bag pulling out a roll of cloth. She unfurls a large plain brown blanket, that you assume is also flame retardant. “Okay so here you get undressed and I’ll find where we need to build the fire.” She hands you the blanket before pulling out a small device puffing small bits of smoke.

This is embarrassing, but you comply with Ragdoll’s request and start stripping out of your ski gear. You pile your clothes to the side and slip your boots back on, not wanting to leave your feet unprotected from the frozen ground beneath you. “You probably could’ve kept your undies on, but I like the initiative,” she giggles picking up your discarded clothes, boxers included. Oops, figures your several layers of warm clothes would be enough for a fire but it’s too late now. You wrap the blanket around you trying to keep any warmth you have. You’re shivering under the blanket as Ragdoll piles your clothes in a corner with another odd device laying next to them. “Oh dear you must be freezing,” she laughs at your shivering state. “Here this should help.” She pulled the blanket open from around you, easily pulling it from your grasp. Then wraps it around herself as well as you.

The warmth of her thermal layer quickly builds under the blanket. Her lithe hero body pressed against your nakedness. “You’re pretty good at this hero stuff,” you compliment your savior’s quick thinking and resilience.

“Well, it helps that you’ve been so calm through the crisis. You should’ve seen some of the others I rescued today. I mean I get it, being caught in an avalanche is going to mess up your pysche. I almost came to you first when I saw you were quirkless,” she keeps talking.

“Wait, how’d you know I didn’t have a quirk?” you ask not remembering telling her that information.

“Oh, it’s part of my quirk. I can locate and observe people’s locations as well as other info about them like their weaknesses. And not having a quirk is usually a pretty glaring weakness but in this situation we had to prioritize panic prone individuals since they’re more likely to use up all their air supply.”

You just keep listening. Ragdoll can talk that’s for sure, her energy never giving out. “Um, so is this going to take long? Maybe we should sit down,” you suggest.

“Oh yea this is going to be a bit. My teammates are all on their final rescues, so they won’t be trying to reach me for a while. And then I assume Mandalay will let us know when they realize I’m missing. But then we still need to wait for them to get close enough to see the smoke signal.” She helps reposition the blanket to sit under us and then sits down on my lap, straddling me keeping us face to face as the blanket wraps around us.

Wow, her thermal clothing is great. You start thinking that it might be worth it to find a way to buy some even if it is expensive. Then all your thoughts wash away when suddenly the emerald haired hero’s lips press against yours. You sink into the moment as you make out with Ragdoll.