Challenge 819 - In plain sight
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m_findlowTitle: In plain sight
Character: Owen, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 819 - Plain at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100 Summary: Owen and Ianto are having trouble finding their alien ship. A double drabble.
‘You’ve given us a bum steer, Ianto,’ Owen complained, making a u-turn, driving back down the unsealed road.
‘I promise you, this is the spot,’ he said, double checking it on the computer screen from the back seat. ‘This is the exact location where Jack said it would be and the GPS coordinates match.’
Owen clenched his jaw and then let out a frustrated sound. ‘Look around you, Ianto. Do you see any bloody giant spaceship landed anywhere around here? It’s the middle of sodding nowhere. Thing should stand out like the proverbial.’
‘It’s cloaked, remember?’
‘I’m not an idiot. I was listening when Jack said it was cloaked to look like a regular plane, but there’s no plane out here. Just miles and miles of sheep and grass and fresh bloody country air.’ He sighed again. ‘God help us.’
Ianto dialled his phone and Owen heard the ringing stop as their illustrious leader answered. ‘Yeah, we’re here, but there’s no sign of it.’ There was a pause as a question was asked. ‘Nothing. No 747s, no Concordes, not even a Lancaster bomber.’ More pause. ‘Ah. Jack says it’s cloaked to look like a plain, not a plane!’
‘Sodding hell!’
‘You’ve given us a bum steer, Ianto,’ Owen complained, making a u-turn, driving back down the unsealed road.
‘I promise you, this is the spot,’ he said, double checking it on the computer screen from the back seat. ‘This is the exact location where Jack said it would be and the GPS coordinates match.’
Owen clenched his jaw and then let out a frustrated sound. ‘Look around you, Ianto. Do you see any bloody giant spaceship landed anywhere around here? It’s the middle of sodding nowhere. Thing should stand out like the proverbial.’
‘It’s cloaked, remember?’
‘I’m not an idiot. I was listening when Jack said it was cloaked to look like a regular plane, but there’s no plane out here. Just miles and miles of sheep and grass and fresh bloody country air.’ He sighed again. ‘God help us.’
Ianto dialled his phone and Owen heard the ringing stop as their illustrious leader answered. ‘Yeah, we’re here, but there’s no sign of it.’ There was a pause as a question was asked. ‘Nothing. No 747s, no Concordes, not even a Lancaster bomber.’ More pause. ‘Ah. Jack says it’s cloaked to look like a plain, not a plane!’
‘Sodding hell!’
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Date: 2024-06-30 09:25 am (UTC)