Double Drabble: Shiny Steed
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badly_knittedTitle: Shiny Steed
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 901: Cycle, at
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torchwood100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto’s proud of his latest purchase.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ianto smiled proudly at his shiny new steed; this was going to be a gamechanger, he didn’t know why he’d never thought about it before! Commuting to and from work would be faster, he could nip through traffic far more easily on two wheels than on four, and he’d be able to reach Rift coordinates ahead of his colleagues, scope out the situation, even follow living creatures to places the SUV couldn’t go. He could also retrieve smaller items and take them back to the Hub without needing Torchwood’s official vehicle.
Fastening his leather jacket, he put his helmet on, and swung his leg over the new motorcycle, settling himself comfortably. Yes, it would mean he had to change out of his leathers and into a suit once he got to the Hub, but that would be a small price to pay. Maybe it was time he stopped wearing suits everyday anyway. He was, after all, Torchwood Three’s second in command, in charge when Jack was otherwise occupied, either busy or dead.
Now that Ianto was immortal, why not reinvent himself? He’d still wear suits when appropriate (or sometimes inappropriate), but he needed to look like a man of action.
The End
Fastening his leather jacket, he put his helmet on, and swung his leg over the new motorcycle, settling himself comfortably. Yes, it would mean he had to change out of his leathers and into a suit once he got to the Hub, but that would be a small price to pay. Maybe it was time he stopped wearing suits everyday anyway. He was, after all, Torchwood Three’s second in command, in charge when Jack was otherwise occupied, either busy or dead.
Now that Ianto was immortal, why not reinvent himself? He’d still wear suits when appropriate (or sometimes inappropriate), but he needed to look like a man of action.
The End
