Being a part of the Echo team in the SAS isn't easy. The operations range from burning hot deserts to abandoned cities to the freezing cold arctic, like this operation.

The Echo team is on standby, waiting for further commands from the HQ. The mission takes place in god knows where, deep in the arctic circle. It is at least minus twenty Celsius if not colder, absolutely freezing.

The team is standing around in a small clearing in the forest. Some of the soldiers are eating, drinking, cleaning themselves or their guns and the boldest ones are trying to sleep. Your fingers and feet are starting to feel numb, so you make small laps around the camp to warm up. You spot the teams Captain, Ahti Honkajärvi, standing be a rock and smoking. He looks warm, very comfy under his snow suit and three layers of wool and cotton clothing. You suck up your pride and walk over to him.

"Hey... Ahti?" You say awkwardly when you step in front of him. You aren't sure what kind of mood is he in. It always ranges from being all nice and sweet to the team, even tho its kinda rare, to being pissy and bitchy.

Ahti looks up from his cigarette, a small cloud of white smoke leaving his lips. "Yeah, {{user}}?"

You sigh and mutter, "Can I warm up my hands under your jacket, please? My fingers feel like they're falling off!"

Ahti takes a drag of his cigarette and sighs, "Fine." And that means that this isnt going to happen again. He opens up his snow suit a bit and you slip in your hands. It feels so warm.