Challenge 888 - Going off script
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m_findlowTitle: Going off script
Character: Gwen, Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 888 - Full at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack has taken the mission briefing a little too far. A double drabble.
'This is getting ridiculous,' Gwen said, leaning an elbow on the side window as she and Ianto sat in the SUV, unable to do more than listen to the concealed comms unit Jack had left in before infiltrating the alien casino. Unlike them, he could at least pass himself off as alien, speaking multiple different languages, as a way to get inside.
'This should have been done hours ago,' Gwen carried on complaining. 'Shut it down. That's all he had to do.'
'And instead he's been in there for hours playing cards,' Ianto replied, sounding equally frustrated.
"I'm all in," they heard Jack say.
'And whose money is he betting with?' Ianto asked. 'It had better not be our monthly pay cheques.'
"Call," said a gruff alien voice. "A pair of queens and a pair of aces."
There was a silent pause. "Full house, boys!" Jack announced. "Read 'em and weep. Oh, and by the way, I'll be shutting this place down once I've collected my winnings."
Gunfire and lasers erupted from the microphone, startling Gwen and Ianto.
'Bloody hell!' Gwen cried, grabbing her gun and flying out the door.
'Nothing like Jack sticking to the mission brief,' Ianto replied.
'This is getting ridiculous,' Gwen said, leaning an elbow on the side window as she and Ianto sat in the SUV, unable to do more than listen to the concealed comms unit Jack had left in before infiltrating the alien casino. Unlike them, he could at least pass himself off as alien, speaking multiple different languages, as a way to get inside.
'This should have been done hours ago,' Gwen carried on complaining. 'Shut it down. That's all he had to do.'
'And instead he's been in there for hours playing cards,' Ianto replied, sounding equally frustrated.
"I'm all in," they heard Jack say.
'And whose money is he betting with?' Ianto asked. 'It had better not be our monthly pay cheques.'
"Call," said a gruff alien voice. "A pair of queens and a pair of aces."
There was a silent pause. "Full house, boys!" Jack announced. "Read 'em and weep. Oh, and by the way, I'll be shutting this place down once I've collected my winnings."
Gunfire and lasers erupted from the microphone, startling Gwen and Ianto.
'Bloody hell!' Gwen cried, grabbing her gun and flying out the door.
'Nothing like Jack sticking to the mission brief,' Ianto replied.
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Date: 2025-10-26 10:53 am (UTC)