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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?

Comments

[waitedforyears]

D'you need help?

[missrosetyler]

Having a bit of trouble?

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[universaltranslator]

Who are you talking to?

[fe_male]

[ now that is beautiful ]

Red's better.

[tangledintower]

Ooooh....

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

[worstretconever]

How terribly festive.

[virginwings]

What was that?

... It's so pretty.

[Video]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Are you... decorating?

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

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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?