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𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 _ 𝙳 𝙾 𝙲 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 . ([personal profile] lateness) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2021-12-12 02:57 pm

OPEN ● ● ● Every Christmas is Last Christmas

CHARACTERS: the doctor (12), the doctor (11), clara oswald, river song, and all of you
LOCATION: the mess hall, the kitchens, the simulation room
DATE: december 24th, 25th
CONTENT: team tardis throws a big christmas party for the station
WARNINGS: none for now, will warn as needed (no fires!!!)

PART I
'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS ...

1.0 Inside the kitchen and mess hall, Orbers will find the entire place decked out to the nines (Or elevens! Hohoho). No one knows how this all came together, but you will find almost everything Christmas related decorated along the walls and tables.

Hanging all around the walls are blue Christmas stockings! Each stocking will have the name of Orber etched in gold knitting. Inside each stocking is an array of personalized treats (if your character is a smoker, for example, then they will find a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, etc.)

On the tables at each place setting there are various coloured paper crowns for Orbers to decorate on their head – courtesy of Clara Oswald and her assistant, the Doctor (the chinny one) – and Christmas crackers to share with friends. Go on, then! Pull that cracker, see the assortment of sweets and surprises you’ve received. As far as refreshments go, there is plenty to share amongst everyone! There is eggnog, "naughty" eggnog, cookies, cakes, candy canes and sugar gumdrops. It is a downright delightful spread of treats to indulge and tide you over for before you feast with your teammates.


2.0 Before the main feast is prepared, there are plenty of activities to keep you (or a friend or two) occupied. Do you see those Christmas trees on almost every corner of the station? Yeah, the Doctor(s) got awfully distracted (something about if a hot dog is a sandwich) and these bare trees could use some decorative love. Or perhaps you can express your creative talents in the kitchen, where you may want to test out a new recipe to share with the rest of the class. Whether it be a savoury or a sweet dish, there is sure to be at least one person who might like it.

There is also a magician’s kit lying around if you want to take a crack at learning a few new tricks to show off to others! Or if you wish to partake in any group activity, there is a stack of board games and a deck of cards to play a friendly game of Go Fish! Who knows? The game-world’s your oyster.


3.0 By evening, the mess hall will be set up with napkins and plates and cutlery of varying Christmas-y colours. It isn’t perfect, but nothing ever really is, is it? Especially after the Doctor (the cross Scots one) might have very nearly burned the kitchens down a little earlier – something about improving the heat for the roast. Still, it’s finally time for the Christmas feast! And oh, what a smell there is wafting through the large space. There’s plenty of delicious food to go around – especially using much of the ingredients that had come in through the last supply drop. There are varying plates of savoury and sweet dishes, some recognizable, some a little more ... eclectic (you use what space ingredients you’re given, after all), but all of what the hosts have prepared look ... surprisingly edible, some of it even delicious. Roast veg, gravy, stuffing, biscuits, gingerbread, hot cocoa, marshmallows, something mulled, and sweets!

Of course, the more food, the merrier! If you’ve taken part in the cooking and baking from earlier, arriving with your own special Signature Dish, the Doctors (yes, both of them!) will be so pleased to see it join the rest of the feast.

And for those who might have run across the Doctor’s enthusiastic ramblings on Jammie Dodgers at one point will finally get a chance to try them. They’ll be stacked up to resemble a tree on a plate, sprinkled with (edible) glitter in blue and silver.


PART II
SIMPLY HAVING A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS TIME

4.0 Christmas Morning finds everyone with an open invitation to the simulation room to attend a very merry Christmas morning. Step inside and be taken away to a warm and cozy living room that is elaborately decorated for the holiday. You’ve been decorated for the occasion too, decked out in pajamas and a robe. With slippers to match, everyone that’s a part of Christmas morning will look like they’re ready to play their part in the festivities. There’s a fire crackling in the fireplace, the smell of cinnamon and clove in the air, and the distant sound of traditional Christmas songs playing on an antique radio over in the corner of the room. There’s also a tree, of course, one that almost seems too large to be in such a quaint place. It’s fully decorated, absolutely covered with a variety of kitschy ornaments like Santa Claus on a T-Rex or bears in tutus. There also happen to be ornaments of every single orber present on the station, presented in the form of ridiculous looking little elves.

Around the tree and scattered around the floor are opened gift boxes, wrapping paper strewn about. Toys from the boxes are discarded on the floor and around the room, plastic dinosaurs and robots that come to life when you wind them up. There are ridiculous looking squeaky alien toys, marshmallow launchers, and even a giant stuffed giraffe. Who could all of these toys belong to?

There also happen to be gifts beneath the tree for everyone. There aren’t any labels on the gifts so feel free to choose whichever one you like (but only one, there won’t be any greedy Scrooges here on Christmas!). No matter what size package that is chosen, big or small, there’s a sweater inside: an ugly Christmas sweater for everyone. One that can be put on over your pajamas to take part in an ugly sweater contest once everyone has unwrapped their gifts.

And of course no Christmas morning is complete without some sort of breakfast. Set up in the corner of the room is a small table with pastries and cocoa, with a big bowl of mini marshmallows. There’s coffee present too, for those that prefer their breakfast with a little less sugar. There’s plenty of seating around the living room to grab a leather chair or a spot on the fluffy couch. Or maybe sit in one of the red velvet chairs over by the windows to watch the slow and steady snowfall over a picturesque view of the British countryside.


5.0 As the events of the morning slowly come to an end, the simulation shifts to a quiet little town. There’s snow on rooftops and colorful lights lining buildings that manage to glisten and glow even in the daylight. The entire street is completely over the top with decoration; fresh garlands that smell of pleasant pine, miniature christmas trees decorated from top to bottom, and vibrant red bows are just about everywhere. There’s no hustle and bustle here, just a relaxed afternoon in the most Christmasy town ever.

The smell of cider and gingerbread baking are in the air, brought on by a bakery that’s open for a visit. Want to make a gingerbread house? There are materials set out to do that. There are things for gingerbread people too, if that’s more your bag.

There’s a bookstore filled with all kinds of books. If you’re not from Earth and are curious about Christmas, there’s plenty of children’s books on the matter waiting for you to enjoy. They’re set up on an elaborate display up front, though anyone is free to browse around and look through what else they have to offer.

A toy store, magician’s shop, and a boisterous pub round off the shops found on the street. There’s street vendors selling chestnuts that have been roasted over an open fire, wassail, and marshmallows for roasting. There’s also a band playing live music, Christmas carols of course. Join in and sing along or don’t. No one’s going to judge you either way. Take your time to enjoy everything or rush through because it’s too much Christmas, all in your face at once. Either way, the marketplace is present for hours in the afternoon and leading into the evening hours.


6.0 As night falls everyone is guided out of town and down a candle lit path that leads to a frozen over pond. It’s been set up for ice skating, with skates set aside for anyone that wants a pair. There’s baubles of lights set out all around the area, and the moon hangs high overhead. No seriously, the moon looks incredibly huge tonight. It’s blue glow reflects on the ice along with the warm yellow glow of all the lights. It’s a welcoming atmosphere, inviting anyone that’s brave enough to put on skates and take part.

The band from the Christmas market earlier are back to play throughout the night, playing quieter songs mixed in with lively pieces that are meant to get people speed skating around the ice.

Set a short distance away from the ice is a long table, with plenty of mismatched seats. Fairy lights twinkle overhead, and are also glowing from inside glass canisters that make up the centerpieces on the table. There’s dark blue galaxy dinnerware at every place, and a small feast spread out so no matter where someone sits there’s plenty within reach. It always manages to stay warm, and nothing ever seems to run out. It’s a perfect place to take a break and grab a quick meal, or just sit and chat with someone while you both enjoy a drink.

The area around the pond can be explored, so go crazy playing in the snow or whatever it is you want to do there. Just don’t wander too far off from the group. There may or may not be razor-toothed snowmen keeping you from going too far. They may hiss or blow snow in your face, but they probably won’t try to bite anyone.


🎄 After all of that is said and done, Orbers may find themselves drawn towards a small bonfire billowing from the center of this quaint little town. But it isn’t just the scent of warm Maplewood dancing underneath your nose. There sitting on top of a milk-crate is The Doctor (12) playing a jaunty little tune from his electric guitar. Orbers are more than welcome to sit around the bonfire and reflect on these past few months and where they might find themselves in the future.

If you find yourselves by your lonesome fear not! The Doctor (11) will be there offer you a hug (or smooch if you’re feeling saucy).

No matter what strife you have been through this year, just remember ...

Each and every one of your lives is a story. So best make it a good one.


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[personal profile] karaoqi 2022-01-19 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
What? No[ Ohmygod, no. He laughs, and if it sounds a little embarrassed, it's because he absolutely is embarrassed.

Does he look like a guy who's never kissed anyone before? Christ, he hopes not.

He lifts a hand to rub the back of his neck. ]
No, I mean under the mistletoe. [ He has absolutely! Kissed people! Maybe not many, but you know. A handful. Over the years. ] Never grew up with this kind of thing before.
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[personal profile] blackfire 2022-01-19 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Hm.

yes, that is his thoughtful, preliminary noise as he considers that. he is not, all things considered, an imaginative man. thinking about fiction is not something he ever truly had time for. he did not read non-fiction — he preferred even from childhood to immerse himself in strategy, in shinobi knowledge. even the precious little theatre he has troubled himself to attend has been based on real world events, even though he recognizes the dramatic exaggerations and the tendency to alter history to suit a narrative. the idea of storytelling for entertainment's sake was very much shisui's province — he used to spin wild yarns into the night about dragons and heroes and all the childish whimsy he could muster.

he nods, accepting that.


I see. Thank you for explaining it.

living the sci-fi trope dream???
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[personal profile] karaoqi 2022-01-19 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Shang-chi laughs, half-distractedly shoving most of the candy back into the torn-up tube, just so it isn't loose and all over the place. And also so he can sample one while they talk. ]

Yeah. It's apparently a pretty good time! And maybe a good use of excess energy.

[ Give a group of hyper kids at a birthday party a stick to swat at a colourful paper-box shaped like a llama or — uh — Spider-Man, and fill it with candy; it's the ideal party event.

Nevertheless, Shang-chi is in the middle of unwrapping one of the gold-coloured sweets shaped like a coin, when he perks his head back up. ]
Oh! Oh, hey, that's cool, I — uh. Didn't know you guys could do that. [ But it's a handy skill, that's for sure. And he looks so ... human? ] Is it ... rude if I ask how it works?
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[personal profile] petsthedog 2022-01-19 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
No problem.

[He feels weird about being thanked for answering a question but he tends to hate being thanked in general, honestly. At least this is the sort of thing that's not a big deal to him at all, rather than when Itachi was calling him out on being kind earlier.

There's a minute or two where silence hangs between them. Shinjiro is not typically one that feels a need to fill it with meaningless chatter, so once he's done with his biscuit he brushes his hands off on his coat, nodding to the other man as he starts to head off.]


...See you around. Later.
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[personal profile] bossily 2022-01-19 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Laughing softly, Clara skates her way over. She holds out a hand so Daisy can hold it and they can skate side by side.]

Come on, Bambi. This time I won't let go.

[She supposes that makes her Thumper. She's small and energetic and often speaks before thinking. It's a fitting description, she supposes.

They've got the rest of the night to let Daisy get her fill of practice. And if she's ready to let go and try on her own, that'll be fine. and if not, Clara definitely doesn't mind holding her hand for as long as it's needed.
]
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[personal profile] groupiedrifter 2022-01-19 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
[The forehead touching his feels soothing, like maybe he's been all wrong about this. After all, people don't touch like this with people they're nervous around, right? They're still okay. It's just his imagination. It has to be his imagination.]

It's just — sometimes. Sometimes when we're lying there, and I reach over to... I don't know. Touch your face, or hold your hand. You get this... look. Like you're nervous when I'm too close. It's not all the time, but... If... y'know, I did something to make you uncomfortable, you'd tell me, right?

[It's not just that, of course.

It's also the uneasy feeling that he deserves to be looked at like that. Never in all the months they've been close has he thought it, and it freaks him out a little. They've always been unlovable together, right? So what changed? What did he do to make him feel like her apprehension would be earned? It makes him uneasy to think about.]
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[personal profile] bossily 2022-01-19 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[The way he presses and is so open with his observations make her heart lurch. She hates that she's made him feel this way, made him think that he's made her uncomfortable.]

Honestly?

[Her voice is soft enough that he'll have to stay in close to hear. She doesn't move from keeping their foreheads pressed, doesn't let him pull away either.]

Sometimes, after Kilnan, I do get these weird...feelings around you. Not because you've done anything or made me uncomfortable. But it almost feels like my mind's trying to warn me about something I've repressed and can't remember.

[And now that she's saying it out loud, it's like little alarms are going off in her head. Her hand presses against his cheek, affectionate and not letting him think she's afraid of him. But she does pull back just enough that he can see the curiosity in her eyes.]

Did I find you in our dreams then? Every time I think I almost remember seeing you, everything is fuzzy.
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[personal profile] morethan084 2022-01-19 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Her body feels like it's on fire and her heart is pounding in her chest from excitement. The fact that they're sharing something so private where anyone could see. It has to mean something, right? That there's something here, between the two of them and it's not just Daisy who feels that way.

Flush against him, Daisy pulls away just enough to be able to talk. Eyes still closed, her lips brush against his as she speaks.]


Let's get out of here.

[It's more of a demand than it is a question.]
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[personal profile] bossily 2022-01-19 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[she arches an eyebrow as she watches him explain, biting at her lip to keep from laughing. she's not making fun of him as much as she is being charmed by him. He's absolutely precious.]

Then I'm honored to be your first.

[so he's kissed someone before. she gets that. but she still keeps this kiss under the mistletoe short and sweet, chaste so he doesn't think she's trying to make out with him when she barely knows him. she just wants this to serve as a distraction, a way to maybe even make him laugh.]
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[personal profile] groupiedrifter 2022-01-19 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[His gaze snaps up to hers, eyes full of worry. He'd been hoping for something soothing. Some kind of no, no Newt, you're just being silly. He's not sure what to say to that at first, so dazed by the response. So what he saw, it was real. Her looking nervous, her seemingly pulling back, even if only by subconscious thought.

But why? He feels his heartbeat quicken.]


Kilnan... I don't know. [She's being honest, and he should be, too. Now that he's doing so much better, medicated and without a nosebleed or migraine... Now that he knows he's okay (because he is okay, we are okay, aren't we, Newt?)] I don't remember you there. I remember a bunch of memories. I mean, I think it was a lot of — kaiju chases and bad bar nights and concerts... But I remember, toward the end, I —

All I can remember... feeling like I was alone and cold, and —

[Swallowing hard, he speaks in a low voice, his forehead still pressed against hers. He looks a little haunted as he speaks.]

Like nobody was ever coming back for me.
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[personal profile] bossily 2022-01-19 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Nothing about this makes sense. Right now, she doesn't feel that slight unnerved feeling she can get on occasion. But she trusts her instincts enough to know that something's wrong. And it's not his fault, which means she has to work to reassure him of that.]

I will always come find you.

[She promises him that much, because it doesn't matter what the odds are. She would fight to find him and save him from anything. It's what she does for people that she cares for, people who are part of her family.

her lips seek out his in a chaste kiss, a reminder that she's here with him and isn't actually afraid of him
]

That feeling has only been happening since I woke up with my broken arm. So it likely doesn't have anything to do with you at all. It's just a feeling. One of those off things you can't put your finger on. It's nothing.
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[personal profile] groupiedrifter 2022-01-19 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. And I'd totally find you, too.

[Newt smiles, but it's terribly difficult to pull one of those overconfident, crazy-as-a-fox smiles he's keen on using to seem in control. Really, it's hard to seem anything but out of control when it comes to his sleep, his dreams... But after a moment, he seems to gather up some confidence to add to her reply:]

And hey, since I got out of the infirmary, I've been doing great. I've felt better than — uh. Than since I got here, I guess...! So we'll just leave that creepy dreamland in our rear view mirrors, right? [He gives her a soft little smooch as he talks, some of those disarming kisses he likes to employ in-between rambling, in the hopes it's distracting her from noticing him rambling.] And as long as you like being around me, I'm happy! I'm totally happy. It's Christmas, so why wouldn't I be?

[Even if his love life is ???????? and his dreams are occasionally empty.

That's the only thing that hasn't totally changed, but it's manageable now.

It was so stupid of him to ever hide it.]
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[personal profile] groupiedrifter 2022-01-19 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Newt waggles his eyebrows, giving him the ol' elbow nudge-nudge.]

Oh, c'mon, doc! You're a total supermodel! I don't know about the other faces before in the time-o whime-o or whatever you call it, but this one's fantastic. [He's not trying to hit on you, he swears; he'd never do Clara dirty like that. But Clara can also totally agree with him.] I love the swoopy-thing you do with your bangs. The floppy hair look, that makes the ladies swoon.
Edited 2022-01-19 17:24 (UTC)
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[personal profile] cruelyethuman 2022-01-19 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Forehead pressed to hers, he pants softly, the warm air of their exhales mingling between their mouths.]

Yes.

[She is temptation, the lick of fire at the base of his spine from her mouth. The promise of more that lingers between them as he laces his fingers through hers to pull her to her feet.]

My room should still be empty.
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[personal profile] hannyas 2022-01-19 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh, okay...

[ they tighten the skates until they're very tight, and then watch as yzak glides onto the ice — ]

Whoa, that looks so easy!

[ so clearly it can't be that hard! bolstered by this, yamato rises up as well, takes a few steps before trying to follow yzak's example and glide on them as well...

only, their attempt doesn't go as gracefully, and flailing wildly, they absolutely, 110% fall over on their butt while yelling.

oops.
]
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[personal profile] hannyas 2022-01-19 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh — [ yamato makes a face at the mention of "good parents", as they most certainly do not have that, what with their father being the worst ever and mother dead.

so sighing,
] Yes, I think I might, too. What other holidays do you have? Maybe we can celebrate one of those instead!
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[personal profile] calmness 2022-01-20 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[that earns a soft chuckle because, ah, they aren't grounded are they. he nods at the advice.] If nothing, one thing I am fortunately good at is routine.

[as jim stands, xichen glances at his food and then back at the doorway back to the festivities. there's no harm in leaving this for later, is there? he stands up as well.] I would like that. [a warm and easy, a bit more relaxed.] My stomach does need a break before I find more milk and attempt to finish this. [not being wasteful can come after the party.]
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[personal profile] calmness 2022-01-20 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[xichen frowns and then nods.] I hope we are lucky and this next mission is swifter and perhaps easier.

[famous last words.]
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[personal profile] catchatting 2022-01-20 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Zari's used to being a little bossy or pushy to get what she wants, but there's something about Andy's gentle guidance that pulls her in. It's a simple kiss once their lips are finally touching, but it leaves Zari feeling warm and maybe like she could be left breathless a little too easily right now if Andy were to push for anything more.

She hums into the kiss, a little more shamelessly than she'd intended and feels that heat rise into her cheeks.

When she pulls away, her voice is low. "Yeah... I think that made up for it."
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[personal profile] cheapbastard 2022-01-20 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
( good question. he scratches the side of his face because he doesn't really know if he has a favorite holiday. he shrugs. )

Don't know. Thanksgiving, maybe? Because you can eat the fuck out of a lot of food and then go to sleep.

( his kind of deal. )
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[personal profile] flickerandfade 2022-01-20 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's no need for you to do so," Megatron says bluntly. "I've made it known to several others. It is not a secret I wish to conceal from others." Plus Drift knows all the grisly details better than almost anyone else still living.

"I thank you for listening. It's all that I can reasonably expect from most, when it comes to my past." Trust Megatron, no one feels as shit about his past as he does.

Except maybe the survivors.
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[personal profile] hannyas 2022-01-20 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Father is still in Wano. I was in the middle of helping Ace's little brother fight him.

[ when they came here, that is. but when the conversation turns to ace, yamato beams. ]

We only met for a brief time when he came to Wano to fight my father, but... he was the only friend I ever made, there, so he's very important to me! I know he went through a lot after he left and I was forced to stay, but... I never stopped considering him my friend, even when —

[ even when he died, two years ago. no, ace is still yamato's first friend, and the loyalty they feel to him will never change. ]

Anyway, I'm happy he's here, too! You should ask him about Luffy. He never shuts up about him, I can't believe you haven't heard about him yet.
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[personal profile] hannyas 2022-01-20 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, yeah, though I guess it's more like people and dinosaurs... people who are dinosaurs?

[ wow okay this probably sounds incredibly confusing. let them try again: ]

Back home, we have a thing called Devil Fruits, and one type gives those who eat it the ability to turn into animals. My Father's top officers — most of them turn into different types of dinosaurs. Sasaki is a triceratops, Ulti is a pachycephalosaurus, Page One is a spinosaurus... and out of the All-Stars, Queen is a brachiosaurus and King is a pteranodon.
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[personal profile] hannyas 2022-01-20 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ with a sheepish laugh, ]

Does it show?

[ because indeed, yamato is not used to idleness. sure, they're used to being confined — but even then, they also made up things to do... training being the main one of them. ]

I don't really like waiting. I'm here for a purpose, so I'd like to get on with that! Or train in the meantime, so when I go back, I'll be even stronger!
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[personal profile] hannyas 2022-01-20 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I suppose — I've heard someone else refer to things from my home as similar to this Japan place, but I wouldn't really know! I'm not originally from Wano, but I've lived there my entire life.

[ given that they've never been. ] Harlan's World, huh? Is that your home? It's a funny name! But it's nice to meet you, Takeshi.

[ and then, nodding towards the board, ] Black or white?