For the prompt âLot Number 8â, one of the prompts I didnât get around to using for tw100âs challenge 288 last year. Iâve dug them out again to supplement the prompts I got from my f-list, just because there are still loads I wanted to use.
Summary: Items of alien origin turn up in the oddest places.
The Rift had existed for many years, happily dropping strange bits and pieces on an unsuspecting Cardiff. Torchwood did their best to collect everything, but even so, there would always be the occasional item that slipped through unnoticed.
One of Ianto’s favourite tasks was to check the various places such items might come up for sale; today, he was at a local auction, having spotted a suspect lot in their latest catalogue.
Lot Number 8 was described as an old-fashioned flatiron, but was really an alien data-storage device. Ianto smiled and raised his paddle. Tosh was going to love it!
The End
One of Ianto’s favourite tasks was to check the various places such items might come up for sale; today, he was at a local auction, having spotted a suspect lot in their latest catalogue.
Lot Number 8 was described as an old-fashioned flatiron, but was really an alien data-storage device. Ianto smiled and raised his paddle. Tosh was going to love it!
The End