after-party ♔ march

[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 || March 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

[daredtobelieve]

[Helen can see that Rose isn't quite getting it. It's almost endearing, in it's own way, but Helen is aware that there might be some tension once it all comes clear.]

Yes. [She says and takes a breath.] Yes, it is. That's because she's my-

[There's still some lingering doubt for Helen, concern that it's a trick somehow. Ashley is dead. Or was? All the wants is for this to be true, but there's a part of her that fears getting comfortable with the idea. Afraid that the rug will be ripped out from under her.]

My daughter.

[littledhampir]

[Rose’s face falls, though it’s not distressed in any way. More a blank mask as those two words echo in her head. Daughter. My, daughter. Not like a daughter but Helen’s own flesh and blood, the very daughter that Helen thought was dead. Here. In the castle.]

You’re… [She blinks a few times, still trying to process what she’d just said, not yet considering what that could mean; to Helen, to Ashley, even to herself.]

She’s… I mean, she’s alive?

[daredtobelieve]

Evidently. [She lets her eyes drift back to her daughter in the crowd.] She has no recollection of what happened. I'm not sure how it's possible. I've never heard of the Veil doing such a thing- bringing someone back from the dead...

[But for how wary she is as to how Ashley is here, it's clear that she's still glad for it.]

[littledhampir]

If it can bring peoples doubles here... [She supposes that bringing people back from the dead isn't that much of a reach.]

But I mean, it's good, right? [Her smile just a touch too bright as she pushes it onto her lips.] Like you said there are all these things you thought you'd never get a chance to do and now, you can.

[Those words perhaps, a little more for her own benefit than they were for Helen's.]

[daredtobelieve]

Of course. I'm thrilled to see her. It's just...a bit of a shock. [And one she's not handling all that well. Normally put together, Helen is finding her thoughts too scattered, the subject too emotional for her to think clearly.]