Characters: Tosh, Ianto.
Written For: Challenge 533: Bargain at tw100.
Summary: Since she’s already up, Tosh might as well take advantage of the early start.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Tosh pulled her coat more tightly around herself, tucking her gloved hands into her armpits and stamping her feet. It was cold out, the temperature having dropped below freezing sometime after midnight; anyone with any sense would be tucked up warm in bed, but for Torchwood agents that wasn’t always an option; the Rift alarm was as likely to go off in the middle of the night as in the afternoon.
Jack had phoned all the team a couple of hours ago to help deal with a particularly nasty alien. It had been a ‘shoot on sight’ situation, since the creature was basically a killing machine; its kind were known for having bad tempers and for slaughtering whole herds of prey animals, apparently for sport. Luckily, aside from an unfortunate Weevil nobody had been injured.
The downside of being involved in such a dangerous and thrilling excursion was that now Tosh was wide-awake, still riding the adrenaline high. Most nights that would be a problem, but tonight it just might be to her advantage.
“Tosh, are you coming? Ianto asked.
“No, thanks; you go ahead. I think I’ll hit the Boxing Day sales, see what tech bargains are on offer.”