012 [Action Closed Forward dated to 12-25]

[iwasherefirst]

[A couple of weeks ago, Rose sent out invitations inviting people to Christmas at the flat she shares with the Doctors. Since then, she's been running around like a headless chicken for many reasons, the party only being one.

The flat is a large one on the top floor with high ceilings and good views. It's a bit sparsely furnished with the main feature being a hammock bed hanging in one corner in front of a window. There's a television, some sort of funky looking sofa, one of those large over sized chairs that two skinny people can sit in and end tables scattered near the seating. There's also a Christmas tree that probably looks like Christmas threw up pink and TARDIS blue on it.

The Doctor (with the hair) is in the kitchen cooking while Rose runs back and forth between the kitchen and the living area to talk with people. Come in, have a drink and mingle. The actual dinner is going to be on the rooftop.]

[ooc: I thought I'd put this up early so people could play with it. There will be a 'during dinner' header below this. Feel free to thread jack, take some liberties with what's going on and just have fun. There's no time limit on this and backtagging is encouraged and loved. If Rose sent you an invitation or if it's been discussed via plurk, ic or any other means that your character was attending, have at it.]

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[Cinna arrives promptly, one bag slung over his shoulder and a box in his arms, all filled with bottles of wine or sodas, a few mixes and odds and ends for the party. He's near the kitchen, setting things out and acting as a bartender when asked. In the meantime, he's smiling, glad to be with friends, new and older. Still, he can't help but wish Peeta, Katniss, Finnick and Rue were here to see it all.]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

[Rose answers the door with a big smile, reaching to take the box from Cinna.]

Come on inside. M'glad you made it.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

You know I wouldn't miss it.

[He leans over to give the hostess a kiss on the cheek.]

Everything smells wonderful, where do you want me to set all of this up?

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

[She tilts her cheek up so that he can kiss it easier. He'll get a hug once they've put everything down.]

Thank you. Can't take credit for it but it does smell great. [She thinks about that a moment.] Think we can set 'em over here on the counter. Thanks for bringin' drinks. [She carries the box over to the sort of bar type counter overlooking the living room.]

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

I couldn't exactly show up empty-handed, it would be rude.

[He sets his bag done and starts pulling out the contents, arranging them precisely on the counter.]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

Still appreciate it. Can I get you a glass or somethin'?

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

I think I'll take some water for now.

[He has no need to keep up pretense here by nursing something harder, he can simply enjoy the evening.]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

[Rose nods, retrieves a glass from the cupboard then puts some ice in it and fills it with water from a bottle in the fridge. She hands it to him with a smile. Enjoying the evening is a good thing. She's glad he's going to get a chance to do that.]

So what's in store for the New Year for Passione?

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Preparing for the spring line, mostly.

[He smiles giving her a small salute with the glass before taking a sip.]

But we don't need to talk about work. Tell me about your friends, any hobbies you're working on these days...?

[am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com]

[Well if he's near the kitchen he's probably going to be on the receiving end of quite a bit of chatter from the Doctor, who likes to talk when he's... Well, breathing, but often while doing things that don't require much thought, if a bit of multi-tasking. Luckily this time he can promise he won't be over near him attempting to 'improve' his organisational skills.]

Cinna! Good of you to come - and apparently well-prepared.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Well, Rose did say you might need some drinks and she didn't give me specifics. I figured I'd bring variety.

[He makes a few adjustments and stands back.]

See anything that interests you?

[am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com]

[He comes over to peer at what Cinna's set up while he's waiting on some water to boil. After all of about two seconds he's scanned them and indicates one in particular.] That one's quite good. Good spread in general though. [He looks up at him with a grin. He's met another clever, if not quite as loud about it, person. That's always fun.] And the soda. Although while I'm cooking it's just water, so I don't accidentally see a cup and use it to cool or unthicken and suddenly there is a new flavour added to the dish. Might have to try some of that one afterward though, when we're up on the roof.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

I'll be sure to pour you a glass myself. What's for dinner, if it's not a surprise, that is?

[am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com]

Unless I'm very mistaken, a medium-sized dinosaur has landed on the roof with a large might-be-a-marlin, so there's a decent chance we'll be having some fresh fish. Aside from that it's all mostly normal Earth type holiday food. Bunch of your sides - green beans, baked beans, corn, green stuff - there's a big chicken Rose found at the market that's in the oven roasting. That sort of thing, I think.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

That all sounds delicious.

[leathered]

[ It has been pointed out to him -- very pointedly, actually -- that this is Rose's boss and he probably shouldn't attempt any sort of intimidation or weirdness, but the Doctor doesn't think there'd be anything wrong with introducing himself, at least. He approaches Cinna in a calm moment, offering a firm handshake. ]

I'm the Doctor. Nice to meet you.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

You're the- [There's a pause as he tries to process this.] I thought he was the Doctor.

[Confused, Cinna points towards the kitchen where the other Doctor had been cooking.]

[leathered]

[ He nods. ] Him too. We're the same person, different times. It's a bit complicated.

[ Making conversation, right. ] So you have a boutique thing? A shop, right?

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[Pause. That's an understatement.] I imagine it is. Must be a fascinating story.

[Picking up his own glass (just water) he smiles.] Yes, I'm a Stylist - my boutique carries fashion, a salon, personal consultation and even a cafe if one would like some pastries or coffee.

[leathered]

Pretty good one, I think. [ He just smiles. ]

Sounds like Rose's kind of place. Probably a lot sturdier than that department store she used to work at. [ Well, hopefully. ]

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, sturdier?

[That bit throws him a little. What does structural integrity have to do with anything?]

[leathered]

Oh, it... ah. Blew up, round when we met.

[ He'll carefully neglect to mention that he blew it up. ]

[stopbleepingme.livejournal.com]

[ He'll have one Donna Noble boldly coming at him armed with a large, warm scarf that will be slung around his neck. ]

Merry Christmas, Cinna!

[ Oh, look at that big old flirty smile. ]

Rose's boss, yeah? I'm Donna, Donna Noble. Nice to have you around.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[He manages not to sputter but he does give the scarf a suspicious glance.]

Hello, Ms. Noble. It's nice to meet you.

[am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com]

[In passing, as he's cooking nearby.]

Donna-ahh!