after-party ♔ april

[wynn]

♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missions (if you are uncertain if your character would be at the castle for this, ask!)
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || April 1st, 2015, 6:00PM [backdated]
HOW || Prose OR Actionspam

The "afterparty" is rumored to be the real main event of the night. A black-tie affair in the lavish, opulent ballroom, it is every new Knight's chance to mingle and meet some of their new brothers in arms. Of course, a couple hours are provided following the ceremony for everyone to change, do hair and makeup, and choose from the vast array of formal attire in the closets of the balcony "dressing rooms" located at the top of spiraled staircases on either side of the ballroom. A separate dressing room exists for men and women, and they include full bathrooms (with, thankfully, very modern plumbing).

The squires are usually among the last to arrive, and the ballroom is full to the brim with a fancy array of people, of all shapes, sizes and species.

Hope you aren't shy. They're all here to meet you.

Feel free to make your own open threads for people to come congratulate your newly pledged knight.

ooc; also if your Knight wants to get all gussied up, you can make a Disguise (Cha) check for how good they were at hair/makeup/stylin', etc! This goes for... any time.

Comments

[bitchywolf]

[Erica doesn't show up wearing anything particularly awesome, just a pair of jeans and a light blue scoop-neck shirt (disguise 4). She also has a drink in her hand, but because she's sixteen -- well, actually, recently seventeen, since her birthday is in March -- it's just flavoured water. Strawberry, to be exact.

So, here's one teenaged werewolf to greet him.]

Hey, congrats. [after she speaks, she sips her water.]

[procurer]

[ He turns at the unfamiliar voice behind him, gaze taking in the girl quickly and intently before he breaks into an easy grin and tips his head in acknowledgement. ]

Thanks. I think. Still trying to decide if congratulations are actually what's in order here, but I'll take it.

[bitchywolf]

Yeah, if nothing else you can pretend like they're in order and just enjoy the party anyway, right? [Erica logic. She says this seriously.]

[procurer]

Seems like a waste of a good party, otherwise, right? [ Whether he means it seriously or not is usually hard to tell with Hawley, unless he wants it clear. His easy, crooked grin is comfortably in place as he turns and sketches a playful bow to go with the decor of the day. That's... probably going to need some practice before it looks anywhere near realistic. ]

Nick Hawley, newest Knight... thing at your service.

[bitchywolf]

Exactly. See, you get it, you're cool. [she has decided this is a fact, okay.]

[bows, especially playful ones, are cooler than handshakes, let's be real, so hey she goes for one too because why not? she doesn't really try though, so it's not a super serious attempt.] Erica Reyes, co-knight thing, also at your service.

[procurer]

[ It is a fact, he's thrilled she's so observant.

He just grins when she bows in return, relaxing subtly at finding someone comfortable enough to play along. He flashes her a grin, dimple peeking out and his blue eyes warming. In truth, he'd been a little worried about fitting in here, with a bunch of people who called themselves Knights. Not his typical crowd, to be honest. ]

A pleasure, Miss Reyes. So. You been one of these Knight things long? Have you had to slay a dragon yet? Because really, I thought that was a necessity for the title somewhere along the line.

[bitchywolf]

Close to a year, ish. And unfortunately I haven't slayed a dragon yet, which is kind of a bummer. [Let's be real, who DOESN'T want to say they've slayed one? (Okay probably a lot of people but that's not the point.)] But at least I have the claws to try to do it with if I get the chance. [so. you know. that's a thing.]

[procurer]

[ He gives her a puzzled look for a moment. ]

Is that a metaphor or am I missing an inside joke here somewhere?

[bitchywolf]

It's neither; I'm part of the werewolf population. [he's gonna find out sooner or later anyway.]

[procurer]

[ He blinks. Blinks again. ]

Are you... Is there a punch line here, or was that actually for real?

[ Okay, so he met a wendigo once, but a werewolf? He's not sure if he should be fascinated right now or pissing himself. ]

[bitchywolf]

Nope, no punch line here. That was actually for real. You don't have them back where you're from I take it?

[procurer]

Well, if we do, I haven't met one yet. Met a wendigo recently though, so maybe? [ He scratches his head, looking intrigued. ] To be honest, my world has a whole lot of things in it I just started finding out about, so I can't tell you for certain.

[bitchywolf]

That sounds intense. Hopefully it was a meeting done at a safe distance. [or, you know, one that at least didn't go badly for anyone.] So you're ... back to square one here? Finding out stuff in a world for the first time again? Talk about deja vu.

[procurer]

I wish. No, it was a bit more up close and personal than that. I have... very invested friends. [ Who really liked to get up close and personal with way too many nasties. Or that seemed to like getting up close and personal with him. ]

Yeah, that's a good way to describe it. Not that I'd even scratched the surface of what was real back home, I'm pretty sure, but then I walked into this place to find a sorcerer blotting out the sun in the middle of New York City. That was a bit more out-in-the-open than I was used to.

[bitchywolf]

You say "I have very invested friends", I hear "I have very invested friends who are very invested in my potential death". [look, she's just saying.]

As weird as that probably was to walk into, at least out on the open is better than being captain of the S.S. Totally Oblivious To Things?

[procurer]

I think they're more invested in stopping things that are likely to cause my potential death. Is that the same thing? I'm still trying to sort that part out.

Hey now. [ He smirks. ] I happened to enjoy captaining that ship for a good long while. I have very fond memories of those days. There were much fewer things trying to eat me.

[bitchywolf]

Well, if they're stopping the things, that's probably better for your health. I would have gotten that clarified ASAP.

I think a lot of people would like those days in their lives - yeah. You had a cool flag design for the ship, though, right? [important questions.]

Hopefully there were actually fewer things trying to eat you, and not just the fact that you didn't know about them but they were still trying to eat you. Personally, if something's wanting to make me into a dinner, I'd like to know about it so I can either fight it or run like hell, depending what it is. [if it's a 7,000 foot tall monster, she's not gonna try.]

[procurer]

If there'd been that much time for talking, trust me, I would have.

[ His reply is wry and bemused as he leans back against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. ]

And of course I did. Something something mythological until I figured out whatever it was was probably real, because that's been my luck lately. Probably after one of those times it tried to eat me. [ He flashes her a sharp grin at that, blue eyes bright with humor. ]

Either way, I suppose knowing is better not knowing, no matter how much I'd like to go back to the 'not' side of things most days. Everything seemed a lot simpler then.

[bitchywolf]

I'd definitely invest in a good luck charm if I were you. [better than nothing ok.] I bet it probably saw the flag and thought, 'my people! time to give them a hug!'. [a hug of death tbh. yeah this is what she's going with.]

Definitely one of those cost/benefit, pros/cons things. One one hand - can live in an ignorance is 'bliss that makes me clueless' bubble, on the other - do live in an ignorance is 'bliss that makes me clueless' bubble.