Drabble Meme
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I asked
jovialien for a drabble so I figure I'll give this a shot. Though, I doubt that I will get fifteen requests! I don't even think I have that many friends *laughs*. Also, to ask for a drabble I don't require you to do the meme in your own journal. Only if you want to. Make sure to make your request somewhat detailed!
DRABBLE MEME
The first fifteen people to comment on this post get to request a drabble from you. (Optional: In return, they have to post this meme in their journal.) Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for.
Doctor Who (New)
House M.D.
Firefly
Inuyasha
Card Captor Sakura
Hellsing
Yu Yu Hakusho
Lord of the Rings
Harry Potter
Heroes
Batman
Justice League
Buffy: The Vampire Salyer
Stargate SG-1
Supernatural
Sailor Moon
Ugly Betty
Maybe (Ask and we shall see):
Pan's Labyrinth
Labyrinth
*Crossovers are great. Probably prefered.
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DRABBLE MEME
The first fifteen people to comment on this post get to request a drabble from you. (Optional: In return, they have to post this meme in their journal.) Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for.
Doctor Who (New)
House M.D.
Firefly
Inuyasha
Card Captor Sakura
Hellsing
Yu Yu Hakusho
Lord of the Rings
Harry Potter
Heroes
Batman
Justice League
Buffy: The Vampire Salyer
Stargate SG-1
Supernatural
Sailor Moon
Ugly Betty
Maybe (Ask and we shall see):
Pan's Labyrinth
Labyrinth
*Crossovers are great. Probably prefered.
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Date: 2007-10-25 03:08 am (UTC)-------
Owen guzzles beer, racing to inevitable oblivion as quickly as he can swallow.
"Give me another," he demands of the bartender.
Who the fucking hell does Jack think he is? Fire me? He'd still be fucking stuck in the forties if it weren't for me!
"Buy you a drink?"
On any other night he'd take the stacked (and American) brunette on her transparent offer and shag her brains out. (Hell, he probably will anyway. After a few more beers.)
"Listen, sweetheart. I'm not in the mood but if you're that desperate come back in a couple bottles and I won't remember my arse of an ex-boss then, yeah?"
She arches a perfectly tweezed eyebrow. Probably one of those snobby rich bitches looking to step out on their husband for a night.
"Looks like he really screwed you over."
He grunts. "Bastard's wrong. He's putting everyone in danger and hasn't got a clue how to fix the problem. I put up a perfectly reasonable solution as the arsehole fires me!"
"Sounds like you should do something about that. I mean, if he's obviously endangering lives and ignoring suggestions--"
Owen's alcohol-hazed mind considers this suggestion and finds it to be a sound one.
"Yeah. S'not a bad idea. Thanks."
He stands and stumbles to the exit.
Lilah Morgan, smirking and victorious, pays his tab before leaving.