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Clad in official-looking uniforms, Ianto and Owen were vandalising the area's CCTV network.

"How's that, Tosh?"

Tosh looked up from her monitor. "Could you run a test please, Owen?"

Owen grunted, but walked into the middle of the street and flashed his arse at the camera.

"Thanks, Owen. It's tuned in perfectly, Ianto. That's the last one, we can head back now."

They'd spend the last week piggybacking alien tech onto the cameras to increase the resolution. Now Tosh could cobble together a video montage of Owen's body parts from their testing for the rest of the team's amusement.


tw100challenge #56: resolutions
Tags: fan fiction, fiction, ianto jones, owen harper, torchwood, toshiko sato

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