Challenge 737 - A risky game
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m_findlowTitle: A risky game
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 737 - Game at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Ianto has it all to play for if he really wants the job. A double drabble.
‘I’m game if you are.’ Ianto wished he hadn’t been quite so eager to throw himself back inside the warehouse, knowing what was in there and that, for all his best efforts so far, had taken umbrage at being distributed. Weevils in Roath Park, and now pterodactyls in a warehouse out in Butetown. He really knew how to pick them.
His prospective boss however seemed to relish the challenge. He supposed that was what Torchwood people did, not that he wasn’t Torchwood himself, but they did things back in London differently. Or at least they had. It seemed you could luck out no matter how prepared you were.
When Jack volunteered to be the bait to distract it, Ianto knew he had to put his foot down. This really wasn’t a game. Jack could be torn limb from limb by that enormous beak. At least Ianto had a plan, even if it sounded mad. Just exactly how dark chocolate was going to be enough to appease it long enough to sedate it was anyone's guess, but he hadn’t forgotten that he really needed this job, and that this surely had to be enough to convince Jack Harkness to employ him.
‘I’m game if you are.’ Ianto wished he hadn’t been quite so eager to throw himself back inside the warehouse, knowing what was in there and that, for all his best efforts so far, had taken umbrage at being distributed. Weevils in Roath Park, and now pterodactyls in a warehouse out in Butetown. He really knew how to pick them.
His prospective boss however seemed to relish the challenge. He supposed that was what Torchwood people did, not that he wasn’t Torchwood himself, but they did things back in London differently. Or at least they had. It seemed you could luck out no matter how prepared you were.
When Jack volunteered to be the bait to distract it, Ianto knew he had to put his foot down. This really wasn’t a game. Jack could be torn limb from limb by that enormous beak. At least Ianto had a plan, even if it sounded mad. Just exactly how dark chocolate was going to be enough to appease it long enough to sedate it was anyone's guess, but he hadn’t forgotten that he really needed this job, and that this surely had to be enough to convince Jack Harkness to employ him.
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Date: 2022-12-04 11:24 am (UTC)