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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)!

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

- reference our previous meme if you're still confused

Comments

[nobleleader.livejournal.com]

It's nearly four hours later, when he feels the rocks around him trembling-- they have been this whole time, but this is worse, and for a long moment he thinks this is it, and braces himself, equal parts furious and ready, except--

Except, well, the rock gets lifted off of him just as it smacks against his helmet, and Emile feels the other ones lifted away, catching sight of a blue helmet before he's dragged out of the rubble and the rocks collapse in, leaving him gasping at the rush of dizziness and pain that comes from being manhandled like that. "Easy, boss," Emile says in a pained rush, shaking his head, fingers twitching as he tries to move them and- yeah, best he just leaves off on that, then. Carter gives him a once-over, quiet and concerned, plasma damage on the front of his armor. "You let it scratch my helmet."

"Can't have everything," Carter answers, giving him a once-over, helping Emile out of the rubble until they're down on solid ground, and then he lets the other Spartan down, well aware a bruised arm doesn't mean he needs babied.

Emile wobbles just a little bit, before grabbing his shotgun, and holding it, tipping his chin at Carter. "Took your sweet time getting here, huh?" After so long, he'd thought it was useless, anyway; no motion trackers, no nothing, how were they supposed to find him?

"We weren't gonna leave you," Carter assured quietly, and clasped his good shoulder, nodding his head at where Emile could see everyone else standing. "Let's move out."

"Yes, sir." Emile took the first step toward them, knowing what Carter really meant. Let's go home.

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

Bawww Commanderrrrr

se this is why Emile follows Carter ;_;

[nobleleader.livejournal.com]

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