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[verylast]

[ The TARDIS is awash with light when the feed starts, device suspended on one of the many bits and bobs around the console. Somewhere off screen, the Doctor is muttering to himself repeatedly above the din of metal being pounded and things thrown about. Then there's a surprising silence for a moment only interrupted when sparks shoot out in front of the view and the lights dim, the hum in the background dipping a little in volume. ]

Sorry, dear. [ The Doctor's yell can be heard even as his feet hit the stairs from below the console, jogging up to the main part. He's got tinsel draped around his neck, jacket missing, his bowtie slightly singed at the edges.

He moves closer to the console, patting the side as he passes. He hasn't quite realised the video is recording, but he looks relaxed, happy even. ] Didn't mean to startle you. I suppose we'll just have to give up and buy new Christmas lights. They just won't work. I could get you blue ones, you'd like that, wouldn't you?

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[waitedforyears]

D'you need help?

[verylast]

Are you good with twinkly lights, Amelia?

[waitedforyears]

Let's find out, yeah?

[missrosetyler]

Having a bit of trouble?

[verylast]

I wouldn't say trouble. [ Pausing as a klaxon goes off. ] Oh, there's the fire alarm.

[missrosetyler]

Sounds like trouble. Definitely trouble.

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[universaltranslator]

Who are you talking to?

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[verylast]

Ah, my ship. [ Rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. ] I like a good chatter with her now and again.

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[universaltranslator]

That's sweet. You remind me of a friend of mine. Scotty likes to sweet talk the Enterprise.

[fe_male]

[ now that is beautiful ]

Red's better.

[verylast]

[ A pause. ]

She doesn't like red. Old memories.

[fe_male]

[ like he's really going to inquire after that ]

Interesting method of madness you have there.

[tangledintower]

Ooooh....

Where did you get all those lights...? It looks beautiful....

[verylast]

If you look through the TARDIS cupboards for long enough you come across all manner of things.

[tangledintower]

It looks really, REALLY pretty...

[worstretconever]

How terribly festive.

[verylast]

[ HE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU. ]

Mm.

[worstretconever]

[WHAT DID HE EVER DO TO YOU?

...don't answer that, we could be here for hours.]

Not feeling chatty?

[virginwings]

What was that?

... It's so pretty.

[verylast]

The TARDIS? Or the Christmas lights?

[virginwings]

Everything.

What's the TARDIS?

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[destinedtobeunpopular]

Are you... decorating?

[ This Christmas thing is new to him, but he gets the gist of it. Still, so many lights? ]

[Video]

[verylast]

Ah yes, maybe I'm a bit early but I just can't resist a bit of festive cheer.

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[bettercallit]

[ Clint watches, conceals a smile, because, really, an alien preparing for Christmas, and not just any alien, but the Doctor, a new regeneration of a character he grew up with. Life in the City never got boring. ]

She ever talk back?

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[verylast]

She did once. [ A little sadly. ] But she doesn't have to now, I know what she'd say if she could.

[ Then smiling. ] How are you, Clint Barton? You still haven't come to visit.