after-party ♔

[wynn]

♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missions
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || March 2nd, 2012, 9:00PM
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 none of you are 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.

Comments

[65]

[So he should stop hoping for his friends to remember him. That's what he got out of her words, and it felt extremely disheartening, more so than the impact of losing any of his own memories. But, if she wanted to move past that point in the conversation, he would too. He could have his meltdown later. In private.]

Incredible. [Especially considering there is probably only one language in Panem ... ] Let's see ... hm ... I like writing poetry?

[socialgraces]

Oh really? [He's as sensitive as she had assumed, but it was an endearing trait for him.] I don't think I really know anyone else with such a forte. I would be very curious to read some of your art, when you get a chance to write it, that is.

[She doesn't want to reach the point where he doesn't remember any more about himself, hence rubbing in the fact that he's lost some of his memories, so she slows down the game a bit to more friendly chit-chat.] Do you recite poetry as well, or just write it?

[65]

Oh, I recite, too. I recited to an entire nation once. [But he can't remember what the poem was about. How mildly distressing.

He finally slows their dancing to a stop (yes they've still been dancing this entire time, okay).]

I feel like I learned some interesting things. You?

[socialgraces]

[She just regards him curiously for a few moments, slowly disentangling herself from his hold.] Oh yes, though I'm sure there are much more interesting things about you I've yet to discover. But I like a little bit of mystery, so perhaps we should end this for now. It was a pleasure to meet you, Finnick.

[She gives him one last smile before gracefully bowing out and disappearing into the crowd.]