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crack_van2009-09-17 08:37 pm
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The Thing with Feathers That Perches in the Soul, by blue_fjords. (PG-13)
Fandom: TORCHWOOD
Pairing: gen, canon pairings
Length: ~ 20,000 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
blue_fjords
Author Website: Their Masterlist for FIC!
Why this must be read:
This story might be best described as a Tosh-centric team fic. It actually reads like an episode. It's extremely well written, fast paced with wonderful character moments not only for Tosh, but for all the characters. A wonderful entertaining read.
She yawned again and began to run her usual morning security checks. There was a blip on the screen at 4:22 AM. It did not correspond to any Rift readings. Tosh frowned, and pulled up CCTV feeds. Nothing on any of the entrances to the Hub. Ditto for the garage, the armory, the greenhouse, the kitchen, the med bay, the conference room . . . Tosh sighed, and started inspecting the cells one by one. No, everything and everyone was in place. Still, it was going to bother her until she got it figured out. Maybe Myfanwy startled a rat or something. Although, come to think of it, Tosh had not seen Myfanwy in any of her security sweeps. She was not in her nest now or flying around. Tosh leaned towards the screen. There! Right where the invisible lift joins back up with the Plass. It looked scratched up. Perhaps by pterodactyl claws? How had she managed to escape that way?
"Shit!" Tosh pushed back from her workstation and ran up the steps to Jack's office. There was no help for it now.
"Jack! Ianto!" she yelled, trying to give advance warning. "I think Myfanwy's escaped! I'm coming in there!"
She knelt by the hatch door and yanked it up. The stench was overwhelming. Tosh gagged, and grabbed a kerchief from Jack's desk drawer. She peered through the yellowish smoke, panic rising. The cloud began to dissipate and she quickly clambered down into the chamber.
The Thing with Feathers That Perches in the Soul.
Pairing: gen, canon pairings
Length: ~ 20,000 words
Author on LJ:
blue_fjordsAuthor Website: Their Masterlist for FIC!
Why this must be read:
This story might be best described as a Tosh-centric team fic. It actually reads like an episode. It's extremely well written, fast paced with wonderful character moments not only for Tosh, but for all the characters. A wonderful entertaining read.
She yawned again and began to run her usual morning security checks. There was a blip on the screen at 4:22 AM. It did not correspond to any Rift readings. Tosh frowned, and pulled up CCTV feeds. Nothing on any of the entrances to the Hub. Ditto for the garage, the armory, the greenhouse, the kitchen, the med bay, the conference room . . . Tosh sighed, and started inspecting the cells one by one. No, everything and everyone was in place. Still, it was going to bother her until she got it figured out. Maybe Myfanwy startled a rat or something. Although, come to think of it, Tosh had not seen Myfanwy in any of her security sweeps. She was not in her nest now or flying around. Tosh leaned towards the screen. There! Right where the invisible lift joins back up with the Plass. It looked scratched up. Perhaps by pterodactyl claws? How had she managed to escape that way?
"Shit!" Tosh pushed back from her workstation and ran up the steps to Jack's office. There was no help for it now.
"Jack! Ianto!" she yelled, trying to give advance warning. "I think Myfanwy's escaped! I'm coming in there!"
She knelt by the hatch door and yanked it up. The stench was overwhelming. Tosh gagged, and grabbed a kerchief from Jack's desk drawer. She peered through the yellowish smoke, panic rising. The cloud began to dissipate and she quickly clambered down into the chamber.
The Thing with Feathers That Perches in the Soul.