after-party ♔ may

[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 || May 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

[likedillinger]

[ he gives no indication one way or another but jerks a thumb at his own chest ] Lawrence. Originally, at least.

[clarkfuckingkent]

Really? Never would have thought I'd find someone else from there around here of all places.

[likedillinger]

Technically, there's two of us. My brother's here too.

[clarkfuckingkent]

Yeah? That's- I guess I just expected everyone to be more... British.

[likedillinger]

Thank God that's not the case, or I'd be ordering my meals flown in overseas.

[clarkfuckingkent]

[He gives a small snort of a laugh.]

Not a fan of fish and chips, I'm guessing.

[likedillinger]

It's the weirdest thing: I like my food to have flavor.

[clarkfuckingkent]

[Clark snorts a laugh.]

It's definitely not how mom used to make.

[likedillinger]

[ MY MOM IS DEAD ] Yeah, well, that's the sacrifice we make. Greater good or whatever.

[clarkfuckingkent]

Wow, you sound so convincing.

[likedillinger]

Let's just say I'm used to a lot less pomp and circumstance when it comes to world saving.

[clarkfuckingkent]

Yeah? You saved the world a lot before you got here?

[likedillinger]

I've been a hunter my whole life. You know what that means?

[clarkfuckingkent]

I'm guessing you don't just mean deer.

[likedillinger]

Monsters.

[clarkfuckingkent]

[Like the crazy shit Lex cooked up in his lab, he assumes. Or all kinds of weird meteor rock/Veil weird creatures. Clark knows some things.]

What got you into that line of work?

[likedillinger]

Runs in the family. Several generations, turns out.

[clarkfuckingkent]

With the Knights too?

[likedillinger]

... No. Hunters don't usually work for anybody.

[clarkfuckingkent]

So what made you decide to sign up?

[likedillinger]

It's kind of a long story.

[clarkfuckingkent]

I didn't realize I looked so busy. [What else does he have to do right now bro?]

[likedillinger]

You hear about the mess last year?

[clarkfuckingkent]

It's been a long year. I'm guessing you mean the stuff with the Hudson?

[likedillinger]

Here in the castle. With the doppelganger.