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Challenge 844 - Lost and alone
Title: Lost and alone
Character: Gwen, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 300 words
Length: 300 words
Content notes: None
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torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Gwen and Ianto can't be sure if their guest is in pain. A triple drabble.
‘Do you think it feels pain?’ Ianto asked, peering curiously through the perspex door of the cell. The large, almost fluorescent orange blob creature just sat there. No one could tell if it was staring since it had no eyes to speak of.
‘Who can know for sure?’ Gwen replied. It didn't seem to be in pain when we found it and it came along quietly enough. ‘Whether it understands us at all is the bigger question.’ They were going to have a hell of a job finding out more about it or how and where to send it back home if it continued to just sit there. All they knew for certain right now was that it was highly electrified, and it was fortunate that the person who'd discovered that fact happened to be Jack. Gwen was still struggling to get the lingering scent of roasting flesh out of her nostrils.
‘Maybe it's just sad,’ Ianto said, continuing his musings. ‘Lost and alone on a strange world, the only one of its kind. It must be awful, not being able to communicate and get help. Do you think maybe that was what it was trying to do when Jack touched it?’
‘Or maybe it's just trying to lull us into a false sense of security,’ Gwen warned him. It didn't pay to get too complacent, feeling sorry for creatures. Anything that electrocuted them needed to be treated with extreme caution.
‘I've shielded the cell from our electrical systems. Can't have our EJA toasting anything else. Hey, maybe that's what we could call it. Eja, electric jelly alien.’
Gwen frowned. Ianto loved naming things but sometimes she wondered if he'd been down here too long. ‘You're on your own naming that one.’
He hummed. ‘Maybe you're right. I'll keep thinking.’
‘Do you think it feels pain?’ Ianto asked, peering curiously through the perspex door of the cell. The large, almost fluorescent orange blob creature just sat there. No one could tell if it was staring since it had no eyes to speak of.
‘Who can know for sure?’ Gwen replied. It didn't seem to be in pain when we found it and it came along quietly enough. ‘Whether it understands us at all is the bigger question.’ They were going to have a hell of a job finding out more about it or how and where to send it back home if it continued to just sit there. All they knew for certain right now was that it was highly electrified, and it was fortunate that the person who'd discovered that fact happened to be Jack. Gwen was still struggling to get the lingering scent of roasting flesh out of her nostrils.
‘Maybe it's just sad,’ Ianto said, continuing his musings. ‘Lost and alone on a strange world, the only one of its kind. It must be awful, not being able to communicate and get help. Do you think maybe that was what it was trying to do when Jack touched it?’
‘Or maybe it's just trying to lull us into a false sense of security,’ Gwen warned him. It didn't pay to get too complacent, feeling sorry for creatures. Anything that electrocuted them needed to be treated with extreme caution.
‘I've shielded the cell from our electrical systems. Can't have our EJA toasting anything else. Hey, maybe that's what we could call it. Eja, electric jelly alien.’
Gwen frowned. Ianto loved naming things but sometimes she wondered if he'd been down here too long. ‘You're on your own naming that one.’
He hummed. ‘Maybe you're right. I'll keep thinking.’
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