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- altered carbon: takeshi kovacs,
- doctor who: clara oswald,
- doctor who: river song,
- doctor who: the doctor (11),
- doctor who: the doctor (12),
- gundam seed/destiny: yzak jule,
- knives out: marta cabrera,
- marvel comics: gwen stacy,
- mcu: daisy johnson,
- mcu: erik stevens,
- mcu: shang-chi,
- naruto: shikamaru nara,
- pacific rim: newton geiszler,
- pacific rim: raleigh becket,
- star trek aos: james t. kirk,
- star trek aos: leonard mccoy,
- supernatural: dean winchester,
- the 100: clarke griffin,
- the old guard: andromache,
- the untamed: lan xichen,
- towards the terra: soldier blue,
- transformers: drift,
- transformers: megatron
OPEN ● ● ● Every Christmas is Last Christmas
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!!!)
'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.
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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or another, further down:
before she tips the cover closed. as to borrowing it — with the perfect recall of the sharingan, he has no use for reading things twice over, so she is perfectly welcome to it, and so — ）
I will bring it to you when I am finished.
（ as to the part... ）
I had no intentions of attending. I am not one for festivities.
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[She knows there's a fine line between nagging and forcing, so she chooses to go for another route altogether: guilt.]
It's not often we have a reason to celebrate here. And I worked so hard to make sure everything was absolutely perfect. And I have a gift for you. Made it myself, just for you.
[She smiles then, in a way that's definitely pleading with him to just agree to go.]
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he looks down at this small, slip of a girl who barely seems older than him, and his mouth ticks downward at one corner into a contemplative frown. ）
With respect, Clara-san, I do not think you know me well enough to gauge my interest in gifts.
（ he is... entirely too blunt for this... ）
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[She's amused as she says it, both eyebrows arching as she tries to look offended. He is entirely too blunt for this, but she finds it oddly endearing.]
It's not anything special. Just a...little something. But you have to go to the party to get it.
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It would be impolite of me to refuse.
（ so... he won't. ）
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You don't even have to know about Christmas to enjoy the party. It's just a time for the people here to get together and start feeling like the family we're all becoming. I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself by the end of the evening.
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—start feeling like the family we're all becoming.
the concept of family is not one he takes lightly, and despite the winsome hope in her tone he knows that it is not one he will take to. he has put such things away and, save for sasuke, could not in good conscience apply it to anyone else.
he tolerates this for several meters, and then gently extricates himself from her grip. ）
Clara-san, you do not need to drag me.
（ bemusement wars with humour in his tone, as he falls into step beside her. ）
I cannot guarantee I will enjoy it, but I will attend.
（ he had fun once, it was awful. ）
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You sound like someone that hasn't had a day of fun in his entire life.
[She teases, giving a light roll of her eyes.
Even if he can't guarantee that he'll enjoy it, he at least is coming. That's enough.]
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（ this isn't said with anything like wistfulness or a pitiable tone. he does not see it as a necessary thing, something lacked and sorely missed throughout his life. other things fulfilled him — peace, solitude, the pleasant exhaustion after a day spent training. he did not look to the children in the academy and wish to be like them, or to be included in their play. he understands what fun is, he simply has no desire to partake. ）
However, I recognize that it is important to others.
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[She quickly counters as he says fun was never a priority, casting him a knowing look. But if he's determined to not have fun, she's not about to force him out of his comfort zone any more than she already has.]
It sounds like I'll have to figure out a way to make it a priority for you. Just once. [Both hands are held up, like she's showing she doesn't mean any harm. Maybe another time, they'll be able to sit and talk more about his interests. She already knows he enjoys tea. And he clearly enjoys things like poetry, and reading. Something else they have in common.]
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That would likely require a fundamental change to my nature.
（ one benefit of being in the position he was in for most of his life is that he's had a spectacular amount of time to determine who he truly is as a person — even if, more and more, he thinks the word for that is pawn. ）
However, I am open to the experience of you attempting to make it a priority.
（ knock ya'self out, clara. ）
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Either way, his words put a smile on her face.]
I'd give you a hug for letting me have the honor, but I worry you might explode if I tried.
[Luckily for him, she's used to working with a Doctor who used to have an aversion to her touch. She's got all the patience in the world.]
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but he does not, at least, find her annoying. her enthusiasm is endearing, gently charming. she reminds him of izumi, who was always pushing him to take time away from his work in anbu, who used to bring him dango so they could sit down by the lake.
and who, yes, used to hug him unprompted too. ）
I am capable of tolerating physical contact.
（ he says that perhaps a bit stiffly, mildly offended by that implication. ）
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[She dryly retorts, trying to sound as flat as he does.
Since he's basically given her permission, she doesn't hesitate to lean right on in and hug him. She and the Doctors have worked so hard to make this party absolutely perfect, regardless if people celebrate Christmas. It's important to her that the people here enjoy that party, and enjoy having time together. The fact that he's going to attend means a great deal to her. More than she can properly say.]
Thank you. [She whispers.] For going, even though you didn't want to.
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he supposes he can see how that was taken as a challenge. he has enough advance warning that his instinct to either go for one of the knives in the pouch at his thigh or to use a replacement technique to provide physical distance to which he is accustomed is quiescent, and instead he simply.
stands there. his arms remain at his sides and though his body language does not get any more stiffly rigid, there is not much reaction at all. he simply, as he says, tolerates it. it is not even especially awkward tolerance — just stoic endurance.
his mother was the last person he can recall hugging him outright. he had been taller than her by then, and she had pulled him in against her shoulder after she heard of shisui's death. you were close, right? she asked gently, and he had simply extricated himself from the embrace with a backwards step. not since we were children, he had told her, and turned to go. the lie had all but killed him, though it was not the first nor the last he'd told her.
his eyes close briefly, and when clara steps back after what feels like a small eternity: ）
It is not a matter that requires thanks.
（ he says that with a slight bow of his head, and then he gestures along their path to the party itself. he can hear the merrymaking even at this distance. ）
Shall we?