Challenge 719 - A right mess
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m_findlowTitle: A right mess
Character: Tosh
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 100 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 719 - Tangle at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Tosh doesn't have time to be frustrated.
Tosh began to ask herself why this was the first time she’d ever come across the electrical panel under the desk in the tourist office. She supposed it was because no one expected the tourist office to also be a secret front for some of Torchwood's complex systems.
On another day she might have marvelled at it, but right now there was no time for that. The others were trapped down in the hub, locked in with that killer Cyberwoman. She was up here on Jack’s instructions to patch in the alien power beams so that they could regain control of some of th-e hub’s systems.
The trouble was that the panel was nothing but a tangle of coloured wires and cables. It was a real mess to try and find the one socket Jack had assigned to her, made worse by her trying not to rush but knowing she had to. She could barely make heads or tails of it, and every cable was twisted up with every other cable.
When this was all over, she’d come back and sort it out properly. God knew this would be the last time they’d need to hotwire themselves out of trouble.
Tosh began to ask herself why this was the first time she’d ever come across the electrical panel under the desk in the tourist office. She supposed it was because no one expected the tourist office to also be a secret front for some of Torchwood's complex systems.
On another day she might have marvelled at it, but right now there was no time for that. The others were trapped down in the hub, locked in with that killer Cyberwoman. She was up here on Jack’s instructions to patch in the alien power beams so that they could regain control of some of th-e hub’s systems.
The trouble was that the panel was nothing but a tangle of coloured wires and cables. It was a real mess to try and find the one socket Jack had assigned to her, made worse by her trying not to rush but knowing she had to. She could barely make heads or tails of it, and every cable was twisted up with every other cable.
When this was all over, she’d come back and sort it out properly. God knew this would be the last time they’d need to hotwire themselves out of trouble.
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Date: 2022-08-01 11:03 am (UTC)