{ video } | Yule be Home for Christmas - w/ #TeamTARDIS

[attackbrows]

[ The brain video feed turns on, revealing a very charming and handsome young man sitting in front of the camera wearing a pair of sunglasses. Where’d he get those glasses from? Ray-Ban could never!

It looks like he’s sitting in one of the residential rooms that appear to be somewhat polished, save for the packaged meat sitting behind one bed. ]

Well? Come on, then! And maybe don’t look so cross, you know, show them a little holiday spirit! Should we get you the hat? We should get you the hat —

Shut it! I know what I’m doing.

[ An exasperated sigh can be heard to the side that sounds eerily Clara-esque. ]

And what’s all that about?! Why am I the one delivering this? Just get flappy bird to do it! Why can’t we send them an e-mail? Or one of those carrier pigeons?

What pigeons, Doctor?

Hold on a tick — did we get pigeons in our item drop? That’d be brilliant, eh? We’d hardly need these communications devices, oh! Oh, I could show Alina —

No! Now, stop it! You’re distracting yourself.

[ In a few moments, the Doctor (the cute one) is looking off to the side with his eyes slightly squinted. ]

Read. The… Yes! Yes! I know!

[ The Doctor (the incredibly smooth and sexy one) starts sifting through a short stack of index cards in his hands. ]

Hello. This is the Doctor. You know? The incredibly tall and sauve one. Not the old, crinkly man who is currently reading this messa--

[ His eyes immediately shoot up to show his predecessor the meanest of mugs.

There’s an audible “Ow!” heard offscreen, followed by Clara reaching over to grab that first card. You can clearly see the internal struggle the Doctor (the one who is serving Einstein meets Beethoven realness) is going through. Like a child being tasked to wash the dishes or having to kiss their granny. ]

These past few months have been incredibly difficult and tiresome, but I assure you all are doing a brilliant job. This is the part where you give them a thumbs up and a smile.

[ ...Skipping that part. ]

Given that we’ve spent over 500-some odd hours together on this station, me, Clara and the old bat who looks like a grey dusty tumbleweed reading this messa—

[ Tossing that away! ]

—Would like to invite you all to celebrate Christmas with us. For all of my non-Earth friends, it is a special holiday most humans like to spend together. There will be plenty of food and fizzy drinks to go around. There will also be tree-mendous decorations. Stop for laughter. [ … ] I snow hope you will all able to join us.

I love you all from my head to my mistletoe.

[ After all that is read, the Doctor promptly reaches for a brick and clutches it against his chest and lets out a sigh of relief. From somewhere off-camera, there’s a series of claps, maybe applause? Maybe a fly somehow made it onto the station? (No it’s definitely applause, joined with a ‘See that wasn’t so hard now, was it?’) ]

Doctor!

Can I have my crisps now?

[ ooc note: threadhopping is a go!

color key: clara = orange, the doctor (11) = blue, the doctor (12) = purple ]

[ ooc update: You can find the Christmas Party log HERE!!! ]

Comments

audio. un: barnes.

[starer]

How do you put up with them?

[Which 'you' he's talking to is anybody's guess.]

[bossily]

I've taken a shining to whiskey.

[she definitely assumes he's talking to her]

[starer]

Fancy. Surprised you're still standing.

[Did they really push you to drink, Clara??]

[bossily]

Your concern is noted. But completely unnecessary. At my size, a thimbleful is just enough to take the edge off my Doctor induced headaches.

[Aka: she's just shittalking here and doesn't mean a single word of it.]

[starer]

So recreational drinking is off the cards?

[Asking for Reasons.]

[bossily]

With you? Recreational drinking is always on the table.

[She'd be a terrible friend if she said otherwise.]

[starer]

The doc’s banned alcohol in the medbay. You up to slumming it and drinking in the hallway?

[Because he’s still working up to leaving Sam and Eleven alone for more than half an hour at a time.]

[bossily]

I'll be there in a mo'. So quick: pick your favorite drink, and I'll grab what we need.

[She can find and grab whatever he likes, since she knows he isn't going to break the medbay rules and just have something tucked away in his jacket. And he also isn't likely to leave Sam alone long enough to go off and get something himself.]

[starer]

Anything with the name "Asgard" in the title.

[Sure, it's probably not the best idea to drinking something that could actually make a impact on him. But it's not like Sam's there to tell him of for it.]

It's not something we can share though.

audio; un: doctor.disco

[attackbrows]

[ he’s got his back turned from clara and the humanoid wacky inflatable tube man. ]

The same way eggs don’t tell each other jokes. By not cracking each other up.

[starer]

I think I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that.

[What's with you Doctor's and your weird sense of humors??]

audio — un: the.doctor ;

[lateness]

Oy! The same way you do.

[ 😤 ]

Well. Maybe not exactly the same.

[starer]

I only ever have to put up with one of you at a time.

[Well, when they're not tending to their crops like real space farmers, that is]

[lateness]

I know! And now it's like a bonus!

[starer]

Sure. I didn’t like my sanity anyway.

[Not that he had any to start with. But whatever.]

[lateness]

[ A huff: ]

Sanity's boring.

[starer]

Might be a little overrated. But it's good to pretend, sometimes.

[Even though being an Adult sucks.]

[lateness]

Yes, I suppose. Sometimes. Just to shake things up, you know, keep people on their toes by mix in the boring with the unboring.

[ Oh, yes, being an Adult absolutely sucks. ]

un: song | voice

[spoilers]

I have my ways.

[ Like people actually know she exists. ]

[starer]

If you've found a way to tame them, I feel like you need to share with the class.

[Never mind that he does actually enjoy those middle of the night conversations.]

[spoilers]

I'm not entirely sure my ways would work for everyone.

[ Then again... ]

[starer]

Not even a couple of hints?

[She could be saving lives here!]

[spoilers]

I married him, sweetie. I know how to get his attention.

[ She may or may not mean what he thinks she means. He has met the Doctors. ]

It does help to let him think everything is his idea.

[starer]

[Wait, what?]

Hold on. You're married to him?

[He definitely kept that hidden. Though, actually-]

Which one?

[spoilers]

He never mentions.

[ She sounds only vaguely irritated. ]

The Doctor.

[ Excuse her if she says this as if it's the most obvious fact in the Universe. ]

Both of them. All of them, actually.