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Who: 10th Doctor and those invited
What: Christmas Party
When: 12/25
Where: Tardis (in Memorial Park in Genessia)
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Ten texted everyone on the invite list on where the Tardis would be parked for Christmas Day. Which the outside of the Tardis is decorated in big bulb Christmas lights, a wreath on the center and freshly fallen snow - on the outside.

On the inside, those who haven't been here before; will feel a sense of something alive. Being in something alive but friendly.

The first room aka the consule room. Though it's quite obvious there's a party - somewhere down that steampunk hallway.

Careful to not get lost - the Tardis may prank you and take you the long way around to the party (aka endless hallway

Inside the party room; there's a crackling stone fireplace with stockings that say; The Doctor, Rose, Jack, Martha, Gwen, Doc, Ches, Kioshi, Leela, The Doctor, Jenny, Sarah.

There are some real live reindeer, casually laying on the floor or standing in place.

The Christmas tree is real and has some rather interesting decorations (plus stringed popped popcorn)

The food/ beavage table has everything! And if the table doesn't - The Tardis will have that appear.

The centerpiece is a Major Award.

If one venture around they may notice in the next room is not one but two very long and high and you land - in a pool of warm liquid chocolate or cotton candy. Those slides are so twisted up it's a bit hard to tell which one you'll land in.

Music selection on the vinyl is; Frank Sintra, Bing Crosby, King Cole, Brenda Lee, Home Alone 1 and 2, Year Without a Santa Claus, Frosty, Rudolph

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Regan stood outside the Tardis, dressed in a dress she bought herself with money from her job. She even had a good pair of black sneakers to go with it.

Yes, sneakers. She's still adjusting to shoes and the dressy flat's she'd bought to go with the dress were not that comfortable. So it was her best sneakers. Heck, even her cochlears had bows affixed to them, just to really bring the whole outfit together.

In her hands was a box of cupcakes she'd probably bought, too. No one should trust her with baking just yet. She only just mastered boiling hot dogs and making boxed mac and cheese.

When she'd gotten her invitation, she was quite excited to attend the party. It was from a good friend, someone she worked with, and someone she was glad to know, but the Tardis had her a bit stumped as to what to do.

She'd never been in it.

Curiosity got the better of her in this instance and, reaching up, she knocked on the door and waited.

Later, inside the TARDIS - ota:

Regan can be found near the speakers playing the music, feet bare, shoes in her hand as she listened both with her devices and with her feet feeling the steady vibrations of the music. She's enjoying this immensely, swaying some to the beat of the music, almost but not quite in time. There's food nearby, a plate stacked and set close on a surface as she watched the other people attending the party around her.

Edited 2018-12-24 03:55 (UTC)

[Console room]

[This particular Doctor has forgone his typical patchwork coat, in favor of wearing something a little more subtle, paired with some blue trousers. Well... he tried to find something nice. It looks fine from the back, at least? Also this is his Christmas present to you all, you're welcome.

But anyway, he's currently glaring at one of the weird, organic-looking pillars that fill this particular Console room.

He might be poking it.]

[Party]

[This... isn't actually the Doctor's idea of a good time, and he probably only showed up because someone bribed him or something. He's either standing near the tree or possibly trying to make friends with one of the reindeer, not really mingling with the crowd.]

Edited 2018-12-24 04:15 (UTC)

[Final dress choice.]

[BEFORE THE PARTY]
1. It is within the wardrobe of the TARDIS where Leela stands, her arms crossed a little defiantly. The ship hums and there's a questioning tone to it that she hears. Her immediate thought is retreat into the kitchen so she does not have to look at fine things and think of high-shoes that she now can run in without falling over. It is a long way from his Fourth face where she refused, mostly, to wear anything but clothes she had hunted down and prepared herself.

Her tea tastes...wrong. It is not the TARDIS' fault, she knows this, for it is crisp and clear and tastes like fresh things. She says this under her breath, for she knows more about these TARDISes now than she did long ago. They live like any creature, attached to time and space, grown over centuries with temperaments themselves. When she was young, she knew little of this but part of her suspected.

She glowers into her tea, all the same, it is no one's fault and she must pick something to wear to this party. Leela knows she must go for this is her family.

AT THE PARTY
2. Leela being still is unlikely to happen. Leela with her heels on will not last long, for her bare feet against the ground feel right, connecting her to the now instead of the then. She has decided she will dance with anyone who wishes and she will dance long into the evening, even if it is just herself left. She must move, her dress around her ankles, her hair free, her spirit wild.

It is not a party thing, it is a Leela thing. It is sometimes a sad thing but in the end, it is a dance for her family, too. A reunion thing that should be with different music but it is good.

When she reaches out, it is for another dance with someone, anyone, and the blue glow flickering under her skin breaks in points, like stars, shifting in golds and reds at times.

3. She wanders the TARDIS because she can and her fingers drift against the walls as she moves. It is a break from the party, a walk that eventually lands her at the beverage table and a cup of tea that she holds in both hands. That centrepiece makes her stare and stare, a little wide-eyed and definitely confused.

4. Leela sits on her knees in front of the fireplace, looking at all the names in little funny boots, her face slightly scrunched as she tries to remember what this tradition is. Her name is there as well but she eyes it with the wariness of a Sevateem warrior, though her fingers cup her tea with grace.

"Why is it little boots?" she asks quietly.

Edited 2018-12-24 08:51 (UTC)

[he doesn't get the reindeer. Why live ones? Probably showing off, he supposes, but it still seems like a bit of overkill. In any case, that is where he's hanging out for the majority of the party-or at least as much as anyone will let him, petting velvet noses and feeding carrots and greens to the animals. He is also wearing the requisite ugly Christmas jumper and will exude an appropriate amount of Christmas Cheer/enjoying himself (tm) when the situation requires it. So, feel free to approach him and/or ask to see his sonics for a laugh or two, though the song you get might be a little bit random]

Luna knocks via her wand since she's juggling a rather large box of cookies and other sweets. But the ice blue dress fits not just the season but her first holiday party in this world. She's also excited since she's spotted things she knows like the leg lamp thanks to a story from Fred and George.

Jack swooped into the room arms full of brightly colored packages and a jaunty red scarf around his neck. He deposits his armful near the other gifts and then grabs a drink taking a deep sip as he watches his family have fun.

Before the Party
Koishi was doing what Koishi did best... Get into things she shouldn't. Moving decorations around, drifting through the console room, trying to bring in snow, talking to the crystal in the middle, attempting to 'explore' the TARDIS. Only to be foiled at every turn, of course. It was innocent enough. She just wanted to find the nice box lady.

At the Party
The little green youkai had brought plenty of gifts to the party. Presents poorly wrapped in wrinkled paper with too much tape. For the most part they contained chocolates and winter wear though a few presents stood out.

Koishi was also eyeing those Reindeer. Someone please tell her they're not for eating.

Fortunately there was an entire table of food to distract her and, upon approach, quite a few eastern foods and teas appeared. The little youkai also brought some oni sake since she wasn't exactly sure if the TARDIS could produce the supernatural brew. Though perhaps one of the doctors could point out some strange alien drinks for her to try.

Eventually she might start to wander again. But that's fine. The TARDIS would keep her out of trouble no doubt. Though she might be able to find her way into some interesting rooms.

[[ OOC: Reply and I'll mention here what Koishi gave as a present. Else you'll have to wait for the IC present meme. ]]

Alice watched Jack, finding him to be a very handsome gentleman and somewhat blushing at how that thought seemed to come out of nowhere as she nursed her hot chocolate. She made her way over to him before he set down all the packages.

"Ah, sir, do you need any help?"

Jack spotted the girl as soon as he entered the Tardis, but waited until he'd settled in and grabbed some food and something to drink. He then walked over and waved to get her attention. "Hello," he added, "I'm Jack."

The Doctor has wandered over to the beverage table in search of tea himself. He notices Leela first, however, and smiles as he nods to her.

"Hello, Leela! Enjoying yourself?" He follows her gaze over to the leg lamp. "...ah."

As Gwen swirls past she drops a kiss onto Jack's cheek, affectionate since she's married. "You're under mistletoe, least I think its mistletoe." she goes for the joke since in this case she can.

Gwen final gets her small army's worth of boxes on the table since she made a last minute run for tea, they run out fast! But she's dressed up but with a touch of rebel via nice sneakers in spite of the dress. But outside of helping as needed she's actually being social.

And were those boxes moving? Yes. yes they were. Someone was stacking them. Making some kind of multi colored present fort. Someone with glowing green eyes peering through a small gap.

Suddenly they vanished, a blur of white and green zipping up and back down a pair of tiny arms wrapping around Gwen and a cheek squishing into her arm.

"Hello there! Merry Christmas!" Clearly this had been the perfect ambush spot.

"I do not know why one would display such a thing. Is it something from a war?" Leela asks, confusion evident in her voice. "But, other than the strange light, this has been an enjoyable evening."

Jack laughs. "Drawn to me like a moth to a flame I guess," he jokes. "Happy Christmas Gwen. May this year be better the the last."

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Jack smiled at the young woman giving her a little bow. "I am thankful for the offer, but I am alright." He finshes setting the gifts down. He then offers her his hand. "Captain Jack Harkness and you are?"

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"No, I believe it is a joke. One in rather poor taste, actually." He grins a bit at her confusion, but not unkindly. "Ah, no, it's a fake leg, Leela. One made of plastic or, preferably, pottery of some sort."

The Doctor rather hopes this one is made of ceramic and not an actual mannequin leg, anyway. He'd think his other selves would know better than to let something like that into a TARDIS, but he's also not about to reach out and poke it, either.

"I'm very pleased you're enjoying yourself. Did the Sevateem have midwinter celebrations? I don't think I ever thought to ask you that before, actually..."

Not that there was ever any time. Nor had he ever taken the time to go to one even if he'd found some spare time lying around. The whole 'celebrating Earth holidays' is rather new for him.

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Leela gave the strange leg a long, doubtful look before turning her attention back to the Doctor. Midwinter? Her eyebrows rose.

"No. It was never like any of this. It did not get very cold where we were. We had fire dancing, sometimes, but it was not a winter thing. I did not know what snow was when I picked you to travel with, Doctor."

Leela moves stealthily among the reindeer, like the hunter she is, a little bucket in hand procured from somewhere...else. It was not difficult to ask the TARDIS for other things that would be good for the animals and this home was hers as well. The TARDIS knew her well and she, too, knew the TARDIS and liked her well. So, she crept up next to Twelve and poked him rather gently in the side.

"I have other things for you to give the furry animals. It will be good."

And then she plunks herself down close to him, tugging at his sweater a little to get him to join her. These animals will not hurt them, clearly. They are well behaved. Leela opens up her hand to reveal tasty slices of mushrooms and many plants they would eat in the wild. Their scent is fresh, so wherever Leela got them somewhere in the maze of TARDIS rooms, she'd done it not long ago. A reindeer leans in to whuff at Leela, which blows her hair back, and she lets it take what it wishes.

"See?"

"Oh... I see." Should he have known that? He's honestly not sure, but either way he doesn't. Well, that's the trouble with picking up passengers from all over the known universe, and some universes besides. He might remember their names and faces, but the planets they belong to sometimes escape him.

After a moment he realizes he's been standing there saying nothing as he ponders whether or not he knew the Sevateem didn't celebrate Christmas. He clears his throat and folds his hands behind his back. "Hmm! Yes, well, many Earth celebrations also have to do with fire; it's actually rather important to a lot of cultures at this time of year, as winter on Earth is often characterized by darkness--in the northern hemisphere, that is."

"And it is in other places that it is very warm," Leela says with a tilt of her head. "Like a forest of rain? It would not be snowing there as it did not snow at my home. I know snow now. It is fine."

He does not have to feel badly about anything. Leela knows he should not be able to remember all of the things.

"When there is snow, that is when there is many lights and the Christmas. They have little leaves with berries that people kiss under, too. It is custom, like putting lights on trees, to pretend you cannot move until there is the kissing. But it is just a small lie."

"Some things never change." Gwen had to smile. "May next year be brighter and Merry Christmas Jack."

As soon as the boxes moved Gwen had a feeling what was going on and this was harmless! "You caught me!" her smile hopefully showing no harm was done.

Fortunately Koishi was, for all intents and purposes, harmless. Usually. Clumsiness didn't usually count.

"Merry Christmas!" Koishi let go, doing a little twirl in the air. "I've seen you but I don't think you've seen me. My name is Koishi Komeiji. I'm a satori youkai!"

Luna fortunately had time to put her stuff down before a pair of green eyes became visible peering at her from across the room. They shifted and, in an instant, Koishi was right there. In her face. Smiling as huge as can be.

"Hello there!" Volume. And personal space. "My name is Koishi Komeiji. I'm a satori youkai. It's nice to meet you."

At least she was friendly?

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