Part twelve of the Drone Series. Written for Challenge 315 – Drone at tw100. There is an end to this series somewhere, I just haven't found it yet, so forgive me for droning on...
Summary: What came through the Rift is finally revealed. Briefly.
“Can you tell what it is yet?” Jack demanded impatiently.
“No, sorry, but it’s close, we should be able to see it.” Tosh frowned at the drone’s sensor data on her PDA. “It must be invisible!”
Looking around, Hart groaned.
“Oh, you have got to be kidding! Here I was hoping it would be something dangerous, so I could be all heroic, save your lives and earn your undying gratitude. Or something.”
“What? Do ya see it?” Jack turned slowly in circle, right hand on his Webley.
“Over there.” Hart nodded towards some bushes where something was hovering, shimmering softly.
OoOoOoOoO
They watched the hazy creature drifting lazily among the roses in someone’s garden while the drone filmed it.
“What is it?” asked Tosh.
“People call them Wisps. They’re harmless wanderers, plant collectors, mostly energy. It’ll take specimens then leave, that’s what they always do. Legend has it they’re from another dimension, where every plant that ever existed flourishes. Load of bollocks if you ask me.”
“We didn’t ask you!”
Even as they watched, the Wisp snipped cuttings from the bushes then winked out of existence.
“Well that was kind of anticlimactic,” Ianto commented.
“I thought it was beautiful,” Tosh sighed.
TBC in ‘Field Tested’
“No, sorry, but it’s close, we should be able to see it.” Tosh frowned at the drone’s sensor data on her PDA. “It must be invisible!”
Looking around, Hart groaned.
“Oh, you have got to be kidding! Here I was hoping it would be something dangerous, so I could be all heroic, save your lives and earn your undying gratitude. Or something.”
“What? Do ya see it?” Jack turned slowly in circle, right hand on his Webley.
“Over there.” Hart nodded towards some bushes where something was hovering, shimmering softly.
OoOoOoOoO
They watched the hazy creature drifting lazily among the roses in someone’s garden while the drone filmed it.
“What is it?” asked Tosh.
“People call them Wisps. They’re harmless wanderers, plant collectors, mostly energy. It’ll take specimens then leave, that’s what they always do. Legend has it they’re from another dimension, where every plant that ever existed flourishes. Load of bollocks if you ask me.”
“We didn’t ask you!”
Even as they watched, the Wisp snipped cuttings from the bushes then winked out of existence.
“Well that was kind of anticlimactic,” Ianto commented.
“I thought it was beautiful,” Tosh sighed.
TBC in ‘Field Tested’