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EVERYTHING TAKES YOU BACK
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.
( 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)!
- reference our previous meme if you're still confused
Re: FIESTAAA
She already knew. She'd have known the moment he was assigned to Noble. But he appreciated her asking, giving him a chance to talk about it. It was as close to therapy as any of them ever got and most of them ever needed.
"Blew my inner ear three days before we were scheduled to drop," he said, rolling his right shoulder. "Poked my head up out of the dirt in time to be in close proximity to an anti-tank mine that went off." He gestures at the scars he has, the shrapnel that had lacerated his cheek and neck and into his hairline. That'd been a weird experience, pulling off his trashed SPI helmet later. It'd been entirely vacuum sealed, he hadn't wanted to take it off mid-mission and so had dealt with the blood sloshing around inside. When it came off, it was with a noise he'd never forget, one that made him think of leeches.
"In-situ cloning takes two weeks. There was no way I was going to lead India with no balance. I tried to sneak onto the drop-ship anyways; Mendez caught me and hauled me off. We'd all seen him act mad, you know? But before then, I'm not sure he'd ever actually been angry. I thought he was gonna hit me." Thom laughs a little at the memory. It'd have hurt Mendez more than it might have hurt him. Might have even broken the old man's hand. "He had me slapped in cuffs and I spent the night in the brig instead of the hospital. Pretty sure that if I wasn't a Spartan, I'd have been 92'd so fast... instead I got the lecture of my life. How leading a team when you're unfit to do so is not only stupid, but irresponsible. He yelled at me for about twenty minutes, I don't remember him stopping once to take a breath."
Kat kept her eyes on the screen as he spoke, which he didn't mind. It was a free and clear sign that they'd be able to pretend that they hadn't talked about it at all later.
"Stuck with me, all these years later. You know, I'd have turned down the promotion if Carter hadn't been the one pinning bars to my uniform."
Kat snorted. "Times like this, I can't tell if you're a martyr or a masochist."
"The world may never know," he told her teasingly.