Challenge 662 - Turning to crime
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m_findlowTitle: Turning to crime
Character: Ianto, Gwen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 662 - Steal at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Summary: The only way to retrieve their rift item is to commit a crime. A triple drabble.
'Well, that's just great,' Ianto muttered, locating their latest rift item. At least it wasn't going anywhere, he supposed, trapped behind glass in a locked cabinet at the museum. What chance that it just happened to fall through space time and neatly place itself on a shelf in between a collection of nineteenth century silverware. Clearly no one had noticed because the object, a thirty-second century sound modulation unit, was equally silver and shiny.
'We could just leave it there,' he suggested.
Jack shook his head. 'Too risky. It could burst the eardrums of everyone within a three mile radius. No choice but to steal it.' Jack turned and spotted the room's lone security guard. 'Distract him.'
Ianto wandered over, improvising as he did so. 'Excuse me? Could you help us? My colleague and I are debating whether the flask in this cabinet over here is from the nineteenth or twentieth century.' In the moment it took the guard to lean over the cabinet, Jack had removed his keys. 'It says 1850,' Ianto continued, 'but I'm sure that hallmark stamp is from a later period.'
Jack silently worked his way through the wad of keys. On the fifth attempt he found the correct one, sliding open the cabinet behind them and nabbing the device, before locking it back up. Ianto watched it all from the corner of his eye.
'Nope, I still say you're wrong,' Jack said as he deftly clipped the guards keys back on his belt.
'Can we agree to disagree?' Ianto asked.
'You could always write to the curator,' the guard suggested.
'We'll do that,' Jack promised. 'Thanks for your time.' He tugged Ianto away, looking pleased. 'You know, if you ever get sick of this Torchwood gig, you and I would make quite the criminal pairing.'
Character: Ianto, Gwen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 662 - Steal at
tw100Summary: The only way to retrieve their rift item is to commit a crime. A triple drabble.
'Well, that's just great,' Ianto muttered, locating their latest rift item. At least it wasn't going anywhere, he supposed, trapped behind glass in a locked cabinet at the museum. What chance that it just happened to fall through space time and neatly place itself on a shelf in between a collection of nineteenth century silverware. Clearly no one had noticed because the object, a thirty-second century sound modulation unit, was equally silver and shiny.
'We could just leave it there,' he suggested.
Jack shook his head. 'Too risky. It could burst the eardrums of everyone within a three mile radius. No choice but to steal it.' Jack turned and spotted the room's lone security guard. 'Distract him.'
Ianto wandered over, improvising as he did so. 'Excuse me? Could you help us? My colleague and I are debating whether the flask in this cabinet over here is from the nineteenth or twentieth century.' In the moment it took the guard to lean over the cabinet, Jack had removed his keys. 'It says 1850,' Ianto continued, 'but I'm sure that hallmark stamp is from a later period.'
Jack silently worked his way through the wad of keys. On the fifth attempt he found the correct one, sliding open the cabinet behind them and nabbing the device, before locking it back up. Ianto watched it all from the corner of his eye.
'Nope, I still say you're wrong,' Jack said as he deftly clipped the guards keys back on his belt.
'Can we agree to disagree?' Ianto asked.
'You could always write to the curator,' the guard suggested.
'We'll do that,' Jack promised. 'Thanks for your time.' He tugged Ianto away, looking pleased. 'You know, if you ever get sick of this Torchwood gig, you and I would make quite the criminal pairing.'
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Date: 2021-07-27 07:17 pm (UTC)