Double Drabble: Revealed
Title: Revealed
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 526: Picture at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto faces a problem with cataloguing a new arrival.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Everything arriving through the Rift, whether alien or of earth origin, organic or manufactured, working or broken beyond repair, got photographed for Torchwood’s records. It had been Ianto’s idea, to simplify locating items in the archives; call up a listing on the computer, look at the pictures, note down the reference number, and when you got to the relevant storage area you didn’t have to spend ages checking labels. It was a real timesaver.
The living creatures, and those that didn’t survive, got photographed too; keeping a detailed catalogue of the aliens they encountered would be invaluable to future teams. Ianto always had his camera ready to get mugshots of new arrivals. He was even building a Weevil database; contrary to popular belief, Weevils didn’t all look alike, not if you knew what identifying characteristics to look for.
He was having difficulty photographing the latest Riftugee, however; it wasn’t cooperating and Ianto was beginning to wonder how it had been captured in the first place.
“I can’t get a clear picture of the damned thing!” he told Jack in exasperation. “Every time I point the camera at it, it goes transparent.”
Jack turned on the sprinklers. “Now you see it.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 526: Picture at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto faces a problem with cataloguing a new arrival.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Everything arriving through the Rift, whether alien or of earth origin, organic or manufactured, working or broken beyond repair, got photographed for Torchwood’s records. It had been Ianto’s idea, to simplify locating items in the archives; call up a listing on the computer, look at the pictures, note down the reference number, and when you got to the relevant storage area you didn’t have to spend ages checking labels. It was a real timesaver.
The living creatures, and those that didn’t survive, got photographed too; keeping a detailed catalogue of the aliens they encountered would be invaluable to future teams. Ianto always had his camera ready to get mugshots of new arrivals. He was even building a Weevil database; contrary to popular belief, Weevils didn’t all look alike, not if you knew what identifying characteristics to look for.
He was having difficulty photographing the latest Riftugee, however; it wasn’t cooperating and Ianto was beginning to wonder how it had been captured in the first place.
“I can’t get a clear picture of the damned thing!” he told Jack in exasperation. “Every time I point the camera at it, it goes transparent.”
Jack turned on the sprinklers. “Now you see it.”
The End