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

[asap]

Oh! [Andie's face flickers through a bunch of expressions over an instant. Dragon's Hoard. Her mom's division. She settles on approximately the same excited smile she had before.] Did you know my mom? Sophie Lassek-Dodge?

[rationalizes]

[Surprise flickers across Gar's face, her jaw dropping open for a moment] The Sophie Lassek-Dodge? Former section head who-- [Horror winds its way into her expression, followed by a sudden shot of pity] Oh dear, I'm so-- I'm so dreadfully sorry.

[asap]

[Andie frowns, more annoyed than anything else.] I was three. Kind of over it by now. [Which isn't exactly true, but... it's mostly true. She barely remembers her mom. But the wound is very, very old, especially by Andie's standards, and she sure doesn't want to be treated as poor Andie whose mother died. It doesn't make things better, just... awkward.]

[rationalizes]

[Gar seems to immediately realize her faux pas and tries to back up, but she sounds a little mortified now] Oh! Of course, I didn't mean to - I mean I'm, I'm sorry. For saying - not - [Abort, abort. She takes a deep breath.] But... yes, I've heard of her. But no, I haven't... hadn't met her. That was quite before my time, but I've studied her work.

[asap]

It's... yeah. Fine. [Awkward. Andie clears her throat and goes to the "work" part because it's more interesting and safer.] She was pretty crazy smart, huh?

[rationalizes]

Not just smart - she was brilliant. I've read all of her case files (they keep them on record, you know, even after all these years) and she's responsible for some of our most impressive breakthroughs in the past several decades, certainly.