[identity profile] howkickassiam.livejournal.com 2011-02-20 08:56 am (UTC)(link)


It's back while waiting at the extraction point that Carter finally speaks, rifle held at the ready, watching their surroundings without getting distracted. "Sometimes," he says, and Thom doesn't know what to make of the fact that Carter sounds like he really knows what he's talking about, like he's speaking from experience, "the best thing to do is you don't leave anything back wherever we go, but you take something with you."

He's never been much for symbolism, but even Carter understands the way each new world or new city, or new anything, plasma splashes all over buildings, bodies everywhere, victim of human and Covenant-- he understands how it all builds up and rests on their shoulders, another battle lost, even if they complete their objective, because it never brings back the tens, hundreds, thousands lost. Worse still when you identify with it, when you've got memories of home, of a sibling, of parents who loved you.

Carter grabs Thom's wrist, pressing something into his hand, and looks at him like he can see behind that helmet. "You can't save everyone. We all know that. So you remember the ones we don't save, and we keep moving." It's not that Carter doesn't think Thom's hard enough to do the job, either; he knows all too well they can both take seeing things like this and keep on moving, but the last thing they need is to be demoralized, and going from a mess the Innies made, to the Covenant directly after isn't exactly a walk in the park, especially when it reminds you of nothing but home. Carter’d never been to Jericho VII, but he remembered bits and pieces of his own home, and could guess at Thom’s. They were all brought into the program for the same reasons, anyway- the Covenant had destroyed their worlds.

"...Sir." Thom curls his hand around the little item, careful not to crush it, and nods, exhaling and inhaling a strong, steady breath that makes some of the tension go away.

Kat's voice crackles in a few seconds later. "Boss, we're in. Waiting on you and Six."

"We're on it," Carter assures, and jerks his head to where their ride is landing and Thom wordlessly follows.

[identity profile] royali.livejournal.com 2011-02-20 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
FUCK YOU BRO

JUST

FUCK YOU

AND YOUR AWESOMENESS

/takes home.

[identity profile] howkickassiam.livejournal.com 2011-02-20 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
screeeeeeeeeeeee no get out!!!!!