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

[telepathy]

More often than you realize. [ She smiled at him, deliberately coy and mysterious, then turned to grab a glass of champagne off a tray. ] Fun It's plenty of fun for me. But I understand your reticence. [ She gestured toward him with her glass. ] What word would you use for it, then?

[adamantiumed]

Invasive.

[telepathy]

I prefer illuminating.

[adamantiumed]

And I prefer some privacy.

[telepathy]

Privacy is an illusion. Just because you can pretend I'm not privy to your thoughts most of the time doesn't mean it's true. [ Her life is a constant series of inviting herself into people's heads. ] It takes a different sort of aptitude than you specialize in to keep a psion out.

[adamantiumed]

Yeah, well, considering where my aptitude lies, maybe you should think twice before bragging about it.

[telepathy]

It wouldn't be the first time I was on the wrong end of your claws, dear. I've got tough skin.

[adamantiumed]

You can say that again.

[telepathy]

One could argue that we all find ways to adapt to our environments.

[adamantiumed]

That's why we're here, isn't it? [ he nods around at the castle ]

[telepathy]

Is that why you are, Logan? Hoping to reclaim something of the X-Men?

[adamantiumed]

[ the look he gives her says she's struck a nerve, but that he's not about to admit it ] My reasons are just that.

Mine.

[telepathy]

Are they?

[ this is the smug, dubious look of a telepath. she arches her eyebrows as if with the risk of mind-reading, then turns to excuse herself from this encounter entirely. ]

In that case, I'll leave you alone to them.

[adamantiumed]

[ he makes a disgruntled sound that's pretty dismissive so FINE GO ]