after-party ♔ september

[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 || September 6th, 2014, 6:00PM
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

[lastdragomir]

[ jack is brooding and that just won't do. not that lissa is particularly against brooding, she does it more often than her sweet smiles and optimistic air would evidence. but... comfort is deep in her soul. ]

Hello Sir Chessing. Would you like to dance?

[ dancing doesn't need to involve talking. he could have a break from the social environment. ]

[chessing]

[ jack gives her a distracted look, a lack of recognition in his eyes, but he forces a very wan, tired smile, ever polite. ] I'm not quite certain I'll make the best partner this evening. However, there are a great deal of other willing gentlemen who I am certain would be thrilled to oblige to a young lady as winsome as yourself. [ it's said very gently, obviously not meant to be a brush off so much as an explanation ]

[lastdragomir]

[ she takes the refusal graciously, gentle smile remaining intact since she's knows he is right about her balling prospects and she doesn't feel at all rejected. ] That's very kind of you, I simply sought to offer you a break from conversation for a few moments in case you needed it.

[chessing]

I look that despondent, do I?

[lastdragomir]

Well, I don't mean to insult, but you certainly don't look... happy. [ /unsure. ]

[dragonsclaw]

It's not an insult when it's so undeniably accurate, I imagine.

It's alright. It can be difficult, maintaining hope at all hours.

[lastdragomir]

I can't begin to understand, at least not to that degree, but... I like to imagine there is a light at the end of the tunnel, even if we do seem to be stuck round a dark corner. [ super helpful, lis. ]

[chessing]

As do I. It's important, I think, that we have each other to remind one another of the fact.

[lastdragomir]

Consider this your daily reminder then. [ a small smile manages to brighten her general countenance of unsure. she doesn't really want to see either of the dragon's claws on that wall with a date of death under their portraits okay. it would give the hall feels. ]

[dragonsclaw]

I certainly will. Thank you, Lissa.

[lastdragomir]

Try to enjoy yourself, Sir Chessing. [ she freaking curtsies. and then flutters off. ]