Challenge 868 - Access denied
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m_findlowTitle: Access denied
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 300 words
Length: 300 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 868 - Code at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack is having real trouble getting into the hub. A triple drabble.
Jack tapped the security code on the panel by the door and clenched his jaw as the little light at the top flashed red at him. He keyed it in again and growled when it denied him entry a second time. On his third attempt he went extra slow making sure he heard every tiny little beep from the keypad, confirming it had recognised him hitting the button. Still nothing. He mentally recycled through a litany of bad words and then pulled out his phone and dialled Ianto.
‘I can't get in,’ he said without preamble. ‘Someone has gone and messed with the codes.’
‘No one's messed with the codes,’ he replied. ‘I used it just fine to get in this morning. Wait there,’ he said. ‘I'll come let you in before you try it again and end up putting the whole place into lockdown. Really don't want to spend three days stuck in here alone. I haven't even picked up fresh milk yet.’
Jack growled and grumbled as he waited, finally hearing the door click open, Ianto standing on the other side. ‘I hate these new Welsh passphrase codes,’ he complained. ‘Why couldn't we have stuck to English?’
‘Because people in South Wales tend not to converse in Welsh. Makes it more secure.’
Jack pouted. ‘I don't blame them.’ Then he got back to the matter at hand. ‘I put it in exactly. Three times,’ he reiterated. ‘I'm telling you it must be compromised.’
‘Show me,’ Ianto said and Jack studied his phone, carefully inputting the code.
‘You spelled it wrong.’ Ianto replied, having watched every press with eagle eyes, then consulted Jack's phone screen. ‘This is what you get for using Google Translate. That is not the correct Welsh phrase for “outside the government and beyond the police.”
Jack tapped the security code on the panel by the door and clenched his jaw as the little light at the top flashed red at him. He keyed it in again and growled when it denied him entry a second time. On his third attempt he went extra slow making sure he heard every tiny little beep from the keypad, confirming it had recognised him hitting the button. Still nothing. He mentally recycled through a litany of bad words and then pulled out his phone and dialled Ianto.
‘I can't get in,’ he said without preamble. ‘Someone has gone and messed with the codes.’
‘No one's messed with the codes,’ he replied. ‘I used it just fine to get in this morning. Wait there,’ he said. ‘I'll come let you in before you try it again and end up putting the whole place into lockdown. Really don't want to spend three days stuck in here alone. I haven't even picked up fresh milk yet.’
Jack growled and grumbled as he waited, finally hearing the door click open, Ianto standing on the other side. ‘I hate these new Welsh passphrase codes,’ he complained. ‘Why couldn't we have stuck to English?’
‘Because people in South Wales tend not to converse in Welsh. Makes it more secure.’
Jack pouted. ‘I don't blame them.’ Then he got back to the matter at hand. ‘I put it in exactly. Three times,’ he reiterated. ‘I'm telling you it must be compromised.’
‘Show me,’ Ianto said and Jack studied his phone, carefully inputting the code.
‘You spelled it wrong.’ Ianto replied, having watched every press with eagle eyes, then consulted Jack's phone screen. ‘This is what you get for using Google Translate. That is not the correct Welsh phrase for “outside the government and beyond the police.”
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Date: 2025-06-08 11:52 am (UTC)