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the song drabble meme

It's pretty simple and fun, folks. This is how this works!

( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.
( 04 ) Write a drabble related to that song, using that/those character(s)!

Take as long as you need; there's no time limits here!
And here's some helpful HTML to make it pretty!

<b>Characters:</b> -Name || (<lj site="livejournal.com" user="username"></lj> ) -Name || (<lj site="livejournal.com" user="username"></lj> ) <b>Number of Tracks:</b>

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oh god

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

Six and Garrus; Uhn Tiss (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=39iJjkrd-R8).

Uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss baby-

Six stares up from her drink. The music blares loud throughout the bar and she has to arch a brow at the lyrics. Beside her, Garrus downs a shot, something that's relatively safe for him to drink, she remembers him saying. Her eyes go back to the drink in front of her and reaches for it.

"Come on," Garrus bumps his elbow with hers, and she turns back to him. "You make it seem like it's going to attack you at any moment."

More staring. Grasp. She briefly glances almost forlornly at her helmet lying on the counter beside her arm. She can just feel his eyes boring into her.

Oh, well.

She tips her head and the drink back, feels the burn in her throat, and she grunts, shaking her head. The burn lingers, but she doesn't feel anything. Garrus makes a thoughtful sound, mandibles twitching for only a moment before he calls for more shots.

I got somethin' and it goes thumpin' like this-

There goes a second. Third. Onto the fourth... The burn is hardly noticeable now, but Six feels... well, not that much different. She turns back to Garrus.

"Tell me again why we're doing this?"

His frame shakes in a slight laugh before tipping off another drink. "Spartans not used to this sort of thing? That, and I wanted to see if my betting on you against Zaeed is ensured."

"Ah." She drinks. Practice before taking on a target. At least assassins and vigilantes have similar mindsets.

Uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss baby-

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

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