Double Drabble: Flexercise
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Title: Flexercise
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
badly_knitted
Characters: Tosh, Owen.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 459: Flexible at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Tosh is stiff from sitting down for too long.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
It was late; the team had left hours ago. Even Jack and Ianto were out on a date. Tosh had volunteered to mind the Hub, since she was going to be there anyway. She’d wanted to finish the programme she was working on, but now it was done and with nothing else needing to be taken care of right at that moment, she decided to take a well-earned break.
Standing up from her desk, she winced and rubbed her back. Spending all day at her computers wasn’t healthy, especially considering the length of Torchwood workdays. She really should get back into her old fitness routine, and there was no time like the present. Exercising would be the perfect way to pass the time, keeping her awake and alert as well as easing the kinks from her back.
She started with some gentle stretches, mindful of how long it had been since she’d last done this kind of workout. It felt good and she was soon lost in the familiar movements of Tai Chi.
Coming in through the garage entrance to fetch his wallet, which he’d left in his desk, Owen’s jaw dropped; he’d had no idea Tosh was so flexible.
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Tosh, Owen.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 459: Flexible at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Tosh is stiff from sitting down for too long.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
It was late; the team had left hours ago. Even Jack and Ianto were out on a date. Tosh had volunteered to mind the Hub, since she was going to be there anyway. She’d wanted to finish the programme she was working on, but now it was done and with nothing else needing to be taken care of right at that moment, she decided to take a well-earned break.
Standing up from her desk, she winced and rubbed her back. Spending all day at her computers wasn’t healthy, especially considering the length of Torchwood workdays. She really should get back into her old fitness routine, and there was no time like the present. Exercising would be the perfect way to pass the time, keeping her awake and alert as well as easing the kinks from her back.
She started with some gentle stretches, mindful of how long it had been since she’d last done this kind of workout. It felt good and she was soon lost in the familiar movements of Tai Chi.
Coming in through the garage entrance to fetch his wallet, which he’d left in his desk, Owen’s jaw dropped; he’d had no idea Tosh was so flexible.
The End
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Date: 2017-08-05 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-08-05 07:58 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2017-08-05 06:39 pm (UTC)grat drabbe
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Date: 2017-08-05 07:55 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2017-09-04 10:58 am (UTC)Oh, just you wait and see, Owen.... ;)
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Date: 2017-09-04 11:02 am (UTC)Thank you!