016 years late
[Eleven is bustling around the console room in his TARDIS, greeting people as they come in and directing them to the library, pool, bedroom, wherever anyone feels like going. He's also keeping a close watch at the monitors, watching everything as it unfolds]
((ooc: I'm going out, I'll tag later (or tomorrow, depending on how things go tonight). Just putting this up for anyone who's decided to chill in the TARDIS for the duration of this madness. Mix and mingle, plot, whine, scheme, do whatever. Threadhopping encouraged!!))
((ooc: I'm going out, I'll tag later (or tomorrow, depending on how things go tonight). Just putting this up for anyone who's decided to chill in the TARDIS for the duration of this madness. Mix and mingle, plot, whine, scheme, do whatever. Threadhopping encouraged!!))