Challenge 799 - Out of breath
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m_findlowTitle: Out of breath
Character: Gwen, Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 799 - Wind at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: The weather conditions are making like difficult. A double drabble.
‘I give up,’ Jack said, collapsing onto his back on the grassy hillside, chest still heaving up and down, trying to suck in oxygen.
‘You can’t give up,’ Gwen said, coming to stand beside him, bent over and resting her hands on her knees, equally out of breath. ‘We can’t just let it escape.’
‘We’ve been running around for over an hour,’ Jack replied. ‘On another day I’d say keep going, but it’s tiny and the wind is making it impossible to keep up with it. We’re at a complete disadvantage.’
Gwen understood the problem all too well. Even from where she was standing she could still make out the outline of a distant Ianto, frantically running this way and that across the valley with his butterfly net, trying to nab the small winged creature. It was making a mockery of his efforts as it coasted on the stiff breezes whipping through the valley. Just watching him made her feel exhausted.
‘We can’t just give up,’ she repeated. ‘The wind has to die down at some point.’
‘Yellow Met warning for the next three days!’ Ianto said, puffing past them.
Jack groaned. ‘Great. So let’s break for lunch then re-strategise.’
‘I give up,’ Jack said, collapsing onto his back on the grassy hillside, chest still heaving up and down, trying to suck in oxygen.
‘You can’t give up,’ Gwen said, coming to stand beside him, bent over and resting her hands on her knees, equally out of breath. ‘We can’t just let it escape.’
‘We’ve been running around for over an hour,’ Jack replied. ‘On another day I’d say keep going, but it’s tiny and the wind is making it impossible to keep up with it. We’re at a complete disadvantage.’
Gwen understood the problem all too well. Even from where she was standing she could still make out the outline of a distant Ianto, frantically running this way and that across the valley with his butterfly net, trying to nab the small winged creature. It was making a mockery of his efforts as it coasted on the stiff breezes whipping through the valley. Just watching him made her feel exhausted.
‘We can’t just give up,’ she repeated. ‘The wind has to die down at some point.’
‘Yellow Met warning for the next three days!’ Ianto said, puffing past them.
Jack groaned. ‘Great. So let’s break for lunch then re-strategise.’
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Date: 2024-02-11 11:04 am (UTC)