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Challenge 716 - Inoperable
Title: Inoperable
Character: Jack, Ianto, Owen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 100 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 716 - Buzz at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack is a sore loser.
Jack cried out in alarm as the buzzer startled him, making him drop the metal tweezers in his hand. 'Goddamnit,' he cursed.
Owen sniggered and took another pull on his beer, amused by Jack's crestfallen expression. 'You lose again, Harkness.'
'You have an unfair advantage,' Jack complained, upending a small container of plastic body parts. 'You're a doctor.'
'Owen's half pissed and you're completely sober,' Ianto replied, tipping back the remnants of his own beer, tipsy himself. 'He's not to blame if you can keep a steady hand. And it's only a game.'
Jack scowled at the box. Stupid Operation.
Jack cried out in alarm as the buzzer startled him, making him drop the metal tweezers in his hand. 'Goddamnit,' he cursed.
Owen sniggered and took another pull on his beer, amused by Jack's crestfallen expression. 'You lose again, Harkness.'
'You have an unfair advantage,' Jack complained, upending a small container of plastic body parts. 'You're a doctor.'
'Owen's half pissed and you're completely sober,' Ianto replied, tipping back the remnants of his own beer, tipsy himself. 'He's not to blame if you can keep a steady hand. And it's only a game.'
Jack scowled at the box. Stupid Operation.