after-party ♔ la lune trop pale caresse l'opale de tes yeux blases

[wynn]

♬ Complainte du la Butte - Rufus Wainwright

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || February 1st, 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

[socialgraces]

[And she can't help but look a little hurt and more than a little embarrassed.] Yeah, sure. [She shakes her head and turns her back to him, knowing exactly what he's doing, and feeling all the more an idiot because of it.]

Oh, Christos? [She doesn't turn to look at him as she speaks.] You probably really should just disregard everything I've said and done tonight. I've obviously had way too much to drink and I don't even want to think about the ridiculous things I must have said. [She tries to say it jokingly, but fails miserably. So it just comes off like she's trying way too hard.]

[everyredcent]

[He turns to regard her, now that she's faced away, and there's a heavy pause for a moment before he says, simply:] Consider it forgotten.

[Which sounds so brusque and dismissive, but he doesn't think of it that way at all. If she really feels embarrassed by her behavior, and would rather it be dismissed, who is he who to begrudge her that? It's what she WANTS, isn't it?

He looks down at the floor, trying to think of something to say and fails, so he just turns to go.]

[socialgraces]

[Francesca stays leaning against the railing for several minutes after Christos leaves until she feels like she can no longer take the cold, or stay emotionally composed. She heads down the balcony towards a different set of doors that lead to a different part of the castle and continues to her room for the night having no desire to return to the party.]