Double Drabble: Strange Object
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badly_knittedTitle: Strange Object
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badly_knittedCharacters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 867: Right at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto and Jack are puzzled by a weird object in the archives.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Jack found Ianto in the archives, frowning at a strange object in his hands, all lumps and bumps, bits sticking out seemingly at random, a few curly extrusions with no obvious purpose… Setting it down on his worktable and adjusting its position, he stepped back, studying it.
“You’re sure that’s the right way up?” Jack sounded dubious.
Ianto spared his lover a brief glance. “No idea, I don’t even know what it is. There’s very little documentation on it, just a number indicating when and where it was found, and the word ‘unknown’.”
“Huh.” Jack picked it up, turned it around, set it down again, but it didn’t look any better that way up.
“There’s some writing on it.” Ianto pointed out some tiny characters on one side, near the curly bits. “I’ve got the computer working on translating it. That might tell us more.” Just then, his laptop chimed, and Ianto bent to check what had just appeared on the screen. “Ah.” Picking up the object again, he turned it on its side and put it down.
“What did it say?”
Ianto smiled. “We may not know what it is, but at least now it’s the right way up.”
The End
“You’re sure that’s the right way up?” Jack sounded dubious.
Ianto spared his lover a brief glance. “No idea, I don’t even know what it is. There’s very little documentation on it, just a number indicating when and where it was found, and the word ‘unknown’.”
“Huh.” Jack picked it up, turned it around, set it down again, but it didn’t look any better that way up.
“There’s some writing on it.” Ianto pointed out some tiny characters on one side, near the curly bits. “I’ve got the computer working on translating it. That might tell us more.” Just then, his laptop chimed, and Ianto bent to check what had just appeared on the screen. “Ah.” Picking up the object again, he turned it on its side and put it down.
“What did it say?”
Ianto smiled. “We may not know what it is, but at least now it’s the right way up.”
The End
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