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

[thebetrayer]

[Hello there. He looks awkwardchan up and down before finally raising an eyebrow and quirking a smile.]

Nice tie. Where'd you get it?

[nosdacaraid]

[Aw, complimenting his stupid ties is the way to win Mark's friendship instantly. He smiles broadly] Harrod's. You know you can really get a deal on these things in bulk if you know what days to hit the sales.

[thebetrayer]

[omg wow he is trying really hard not to snort right now.] You buy ties in bulk. [said as a statement-of-wonder-and-disbelief rather than a question.]

[nosdacaraid]

... Don't you? [He asks this question quite seriously, sounding a wee bit concerned, as if maybe he has being doing something wrong all this time o__o]

[thebetrayer]

[Now he feels slightly bad for ... potentially destroying awkwardsan's world view. o_o] I don't buy ties, so I guess I can't say too much about it. Is that a thing? A ... London thing, I guess.

[nosdacaraid]

[He stares blankly at Sven for a moment, as if his brain is calculating some sort of heavy physics problem, and then seems to snap into an easy going smile] Yes! That's something that we do here. In London.

[thebetrayer]

[Oh awkwardchan, you are so weird and funny. You can stay.] I didn't mean for it to be a hard question.

[nosdacaraid]

[The smile falters a little bit, but then he tries to plaster it back on] It wasn't. Sorry, I got... [He makes a flighty gesture with his hand in the direction of his head] Distracted. Anyways. [He'll thrust out a hand] Mark.

[vantol]

Sven. Although I guess you ... probably caught that. [He shakes his hand and smiles back.] Hey, don't worry about it. I get distracted, too. So, um, you're also a knight, I'm guessing.

[nosdacaraid]

Nothing wrong with a reminder. I mean there were a bunch of you and people were talking over the ceremony... [He waves a hand]

But yep, that's me. Sir Sandazhard.

[He chuckles a bit awkwardly] It takes a little getting used to. I'm uh, part of the Dragon's Hide, by the way. We're the ... fightin' brigade.

[thebetrayer]

Nice. How much ... action would you say you see? In general.

[nosdacaraid]

I'm... not really sure how you quantify that.

[But he'll try] A... lot?