Drabble: Masked Bandit
Jun. 19th, 2015 08:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Title: Masked Bandit
Author: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
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Characters: Jack, Ianto, Owen, Janet.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 348: Weevil at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif){kind=small}
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Janet is causing unexpected problems.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Another one where I’m posting an extended version as well as the 100-word drabble.
Sending Janet the Weevil back into the sewers hadn’t exactly gone to plan.
Owen had decided to tag and release her to track her movements. While not exactly tame, she was judged safe around humans, so no one had been worried. That had been before they’d started getting calls from the police.
It seemed someone in a mask was staging a daring series of muggings. Members of the public were peeved at having their purchases snatched right out of their hands.
“We’d better get her back,” Jack decided, frowning at Ianto. “Why’d you have to get her addicted to coffee?”
Extended version
Releasing Janet the Weevil back into the sewers hadn’t exactly gone to plan.
Owen had decided it would be a good idea to tag her then set her loose to track her movements around the city. It would give him a better idea of Weevil habits in the ‘wild’. While not exactly tame, she was judged not to be a threat to humans anymore, so no one had really been worried. That had been before the calls had started coming in from the police a few days later.
It seemed someone in a mask was staging a daring series of… well, not exactly muggings, no one was really being hurt according to the cops, but members of the public were peeved at having their purchases snatched right out of their hands.
“We’d better get her back,” Jack decided, frowning at Ianto. “Why’d you have to get her addicted to coffee?”
The End
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Date: 2015-06-19 11:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-06-20 04:46 am (UTC)Cute :)
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Date: 2015-06-20 05:22 am (UTC)She's smarter than she looks. A cunning plan to get recaptured, because of course, no other coffee could compare.
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Date: 2015-06-20 11:06 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2015-06-20 11:07 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2015-06-20 11:08 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2015-06-20 11:10 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2015-06-20 12:16 pm (UTC)Great drabble both versions.
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Date: 2015-06-20 05:29 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2015-06-20 07:55 pm (UTC)wethey are! <3no subject
Date: 2015-06-20 09:46 pm (UTC)Oh, I wish I had access to Ianto's coffee!
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Date: 2015-06-21 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-21 10:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-22 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-22 11:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-23 01:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-23 11:34 am (UTC)Not getting enough sleep makes everything more difficult =(
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Date: 2015-06-23 03:51 pm (UTC)She (we all) had a hard time losing my mother, and slowly she drifted to the point where she literally didn't know I existed - she would see me and invariably think either that a) I was my mother as a teenager and it was the 60s or b) I was myself at the age of six, before my parents and I moved out of her house.
As far as I know she's still alive...but my uncle, in his own grief, has cut everyone off from them that had a relation to my mother. Friends, my grandmother's best friends since high school who raised their kids, considered my mother's and his cousins, in conjunction with my grandmother raising them, me. It's really one of the most painful things going on in my life, really. Especially since he won't talk to me, so I don't even know what's going on other than that he's in great pain and he really doesn't like my father because he's politically liberal and not Catholic and, one of my 'great-aunts' found out, my grandmother's been put in a nursing home. Don't know where, anything...
Whether it's for stubbornness or desperation or dedication or w/e I still call their house and leave messages all the time even though no one answers.
Sorry that got really long, I'm still reeling from this every day.
I certainly still wish my mother was here, but under different circumstances than you and your mother of course, as I wasn't taking care of her.
This is all really....well, difficult.
It's good having people who know what I'm talking about, though <3
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Date: 2015-06-23 05:38 pm (UTC)It's always hard to lose someone you love, at whatever age, and you're grieving the loss of your uncle and grandmother too, even though they're still alive. Just not knowing what's going on with them must be tremendously difficult.
Mum and I lived together for 53 years. After my sister married and my father left, it was just the two of us. Dad passed away a few years ago but I hadn't seen him in 10 years, just spoke to him on the phone regularly. His health was going downhill and I'm not able to get out much so that was the only way of keeping in contact. Now mum's gone too and I hardly see anyone now. I don't mind being alone too much. I have my internet friends to talk to, but it does get lonely sometimes. I have plenty of things to keep me busy though. I've written every day for the last year and a half, and posted at least one piece of writing everyday. It keeps me sane, more or less.
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Date: 2015-07-04 02:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-07-04 03:34 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2015-07-28 08:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-07-28 10:12 pm (UTC)Thank you!