[OPEN] O Christmas Tree! O Christmas tree!

[comeonthensexy]

Who: The Doctor and all of Asgard
What: Christmas party!
When: Day 200
Where: Draupnir theatre in Freyr district
Rating: Should be PG?

One of the halls in the theatre have been decorated, and quite extensively. There are three Christmas trees, just big enough to manage to get through the doors, decorated with lights and glitter, big stars on the tops and gold, red and silver balls. They're placed in three corners, and the only reason the fourth doesn't have one is because there's a table with various games and such to amuse yourself with. To which mundane says you're free to go with whatever strikes your fancy because her mind is blanking on it.

Along the opposite wall of that corner there's a long table with various Christmas food and drinks, as well as small tables nearby where you can sit and eat if you'd like. At the wall opposite the entrance there's a stereo playing Christmas music (although, if you get sick of it, feel free to find other music and change it, or smash the damn thing or something). You can always dance too, there's plenty of floor left.

You could also just look up at the ceiling and admire the reds and greens it's decorated in, because with the lights it's pretty sparkly, if that's to your fancy. And let's not forget the live candles scattered across the tables.

And the mistletoe. But, don't worry, they won't capture you or anything.

Also, if you stick around until 9 PM, there will be alcoholic beverages. But the Doctor's keeping an eye on the results of that.

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[comeonthensexy]

"I don't try, I am friendly." He drops his head onto hers, smiling. "Happy Christmas, Oswin."

[eggsterminate]

"Me too."

She shifts against him, turning to wrap her arms around his middle and hug him tightly. She might be a little reserved but she definitely likes showing affection.

[comeonthensexy]

"I know."

And he definitely doesn't protest the affection. The firm grip makes it difficult to turn in it, but he moves his hand to rub it over her back instead. It'll do.

[eggsterminate]

She coughs into his shoulder a few times before pulling back to grab a small wrapped box off the table.

"For you." It is forced into his hands.

[comeonthensexy]

"Oh!"

She didn't have to force it?? He would have gladly taken it, and he has the greatest grin on his face as he tears at the paper. He opens gift like a child, okay.

[eggsterminate]

Let her tsun Doctor!

It's a watch. The face was clearly handmade by her, gears and metals carefully assembled, then polished and attached to a clean leather band.

"I know you already have a watch, but... figured Time Lord could always use more... time."

[comeonthensexy]

No!

The Doctor squints a bit, and then looks at her. "Are you implying I can't keep track of time?"

He's trying to keep the expression, but his lips are definitely twitching. He's fighting not to smile. Honestly, Oswin. (He can't really keep track of time.)

[eggsterminate]

"It's a hint if anyone ever saw one."

But she's grinning at him.

[comeonthensexy]

"Rude."

But he puts the watch onto his wrist and then slips over to one of the trees to pick up a present - a decently big box, this one. And then he forces it into her hands too just to copy her.

"And for you."

[eggsterminate]

"You didn't have to..."

But then stops herself because of course he would do it anyway. He probably got a lot of pleasure out of gift giving.

"Thanks."

She sets the box down on the table and begins taking off the paper, really quite curious as to what he got her.

[comeonthensexy]

"Hush, now."

Inside the box she'll find a device that will measure just the right amount of ingredients, for her baking. And it flies because... he just couldn't resist. She can make it get the ingredients too, that way.

It might have small feet too. Shhh.

"I was trying to decide between practical and fun. So I just combined them."

[eggsterminate]

She's quiet. Staring at the machine. It's funny, she didn't know what to expect and now... Such a thoughtful and kind gift. It wasn't that she expected any less from the Doctor, but having his kindness and love standing right in front of you in the form of a little flying measuring cup was somehow overwhelming.

A hand runs across her eyes.

"It's... amazing. Brilliant. Thank you." Her voice is quiet and slightly shaky when she speaks again, trying to act like she's definitely not choking up.

[comeonthensexy]

He's not going to say anything, but he does give her a bit of a knowing smile before he leans over and points at a small key set on the side.

"You enter the measurements here."

[eggsterminate]

A nod in response, watching him as he leans over, thinking.... and then she pounces on him. Jumping up to wrap her arms around his neck to give him the hug of his 1200 year old existence. No longer near tears but laughing joyously and gratefully.

[comeonthensexy]

That gets a bit of a squawk as he flails to keep his balance because he was too close to her to even be slightly ready for that. But a moment later he's laughing, too, and he moves his arms around her waist and swings her around. He knew it was a good gift, but he didn't quite expect that.

Not that he's going to complain, not at all. He's glad that it made her this happy, that more and more she's beginning to realise how much she does matter to him.

[eggsterminate]

It's her turn to emit a small shriek when he spins her but it quickly turns into a joyful cry and then laughter. She was so happy. Happy to be here. Happy to be with him. Happy enough to forget that he doesn't really remember her.

She rests her head against his shoulder for a brief moment, just taking it at all in.

[comeonthensexy]

Well, the more he can get her to laugh and smile like that, the happier he'll be too. She deserves it, so very much, and he wishes there's something more that he'll be able to do when he finally meets her. But she's going to die, and there won't be anything he can do about it. So he'll just have to fix it here.

It's possible he holds her just a little tighter, thinking that, and presses his cheek to the top of her head.

"You're very welcome."

And he's sorry. So very, very sorry.

[eggsterminate]

For her this is a second chance. A second chance to get to know the only man who ever piqued her interest, who could match her wits, who was amazing and clever. The Doctor is someone she cares about so deeply, despite being near strangers. And sometimes he's frightening, her feelings of weariness mix with attraction to become a bubbling mess of feelings inside her.

But right now, all she could think about was how happy she was to be in his arms right now. She ignores the funny look he's giving her to stand on her tiptoes and kiss him.

[comeonthensexy]

Good, because that gives him some time to school that look into something else. He's really good at that at this point, so it quickly goes into something happy, as if the sadness was never even there.

"Is this going to become a thing?" he manages to get out against her lips.

[eggsterminate]

"Dunno. Could be."

A smirk plays at her lips before she brushes her fingers down his cheek.

[comeonthensexy]

"Okay."

He supposes that's fine. It's distracting, if anything, which is a good thing. He likes distracting.

[eggsterminate]

A sad expression plays across her face for a few moments as she looks at him, thinking of how her time with him, with everyone, is so short. Everyday counts down to the end of the war. It's almost more than she can bare if she thinks about it too long.

So Oswin pulls away from him first to cough into her fist and then she moves towards a plate of cookies that have been thoroughly demolished.

"Ought to stop back to refill these."

[comeonthensexy]

That sounds like a brilliant idea. Obviously, it's not the easiest thing for them to be together just the two of them for a too extended amount of time. So he backs away, leans against the table.

"Do that."

And he'll do... Hm. Whatever needs doing.

[eggsterminate]

A nod mixed with a wince. It's her fault the atmosphere went cold. She doesn't want him to leave her side, not really.

"Or we could dance to this song that I like."

[comeonthensexy]

It's not her fault, though.

"Oh?" Dancing sounds good. Fun. Much better. "What song is that?"