party ♔ ding-dong the dick's dead

[recruited]

WHO || Everyone. Everyone come if you're not on a mission.
WHAT || A party to celebrate Dimitris Sarandis sleeping with the fishes.
WHERE || Knights HQ. The fancy ballroom.
WHEN || Mid-March 2016.
HOW || Prose or actionspam welcome.

Cordelia and Steve have gotten together to plan a rather fun party to celebrate Sarandis being taken down. Abbie even managed to grab them a rather awesome band to entertain the guests and everything else was hand picked and decided on by Cordy and Steve. It's not as fancy as a squiring after party, but it's just as fun. The ballroom has been "dressed down" a little to match the relaxed atmosphere. Enjoy yourselves!

Comments

[ambitionist]

After you. [he's ready to go son aw yeah.]

[supertardiness]

Well, all metahumans have limits. I need to eat ten thousand calories a day in order to maintain my speed efficiently. He could only maintain his gaseous form for a certain period of time, and once he wore himself out it was back to solid human form again.

[He gives a small shrug.]

We built cells for criminals with powers and it keeps him pretty contained.

[supertardiness]

My speed?

[Oh. He probably should have led with that.]

I'm what they call a metahuman, back home.

[recruited]

[ He grins and shakes his head. ]

Tell that to Kat. I'm Grandpa.

[recruited]

Wow. I never would have thought we'd have King Arthur working with us.

[ Kinda blowing his mind. ]

What office?

[slay]

I'm not positive, actually. After he fought with us on Andres, we never got a chance to catch up again.

[hacker]

Metahuman. What is that, like psionic?

[felidity]

They thought they were the greater good, but I guess they weren't. I've realized that people frown on torture.

[felidity]

[ she mulls this over. ] Do you think they have some here?

[recruited]

He's probably out doing something for the knights. Or maybe he just took some time off?

[allaboutme]

Did you say ten thousand?

[allaboutme]

... Generally, yeah. Who were they torturing?

[felidity]

Me. It was just testing, but the Geneva convention and Nuremberg trials beg to differ.

[allaboutme]

Uh, that definitely sounds like sketchy bad guy activity.

[slay]

Oh, probably the first. There are offices all over the world. I'm sure he's working out of one of them.

[recruited]

I mean. He's King Arthur. It's kind of weird to imagine him just taking a vacation right?

[felidity]

I know that now. [ gosh, cordelia, she's not dumb just... very, very sheltered. ]

[slay]

Isn't that what he did with the whole once and future thing?

[recruited]

I'm pretty sure he didn't have cars, planes and cellphones though. That's kind of the strange part.

[bredinthebone]

[She nods in agreement.]

Don't we know it.

[She sighs as the fire starts to fizzle out, before turning back to the party.]

I think I need another drink. How about you?

[bredinthebone]

[And up they go to her very pink room to have a fun night together. (/scene? or do you want to roll for it?)]

[likeababyduck]

Okay, true. But I don't share your skills in the field - mine lie more in the area of understanding people.

At the same time, you are not obligated to accept or adhere to my advice either - whether I give it here or in my office. I just give people someone objective to confide in, if they feel like they can't turn to anyone else.

[allmydreams]

[She laughs.]

Well, then I question her taste.

[supertardiness]

Kinda. It's more just general powers though.

[He's learning the lingo here, slowly but surely.]

I don't have mental powers just physical ones. I'm really fast. And where I'm from, metahuman powers vary depending on the person and the circumstances with which they became one, so no two metahumans are the same.

[supertardiness]

Maybe. Or I could always run down to town and see if they have some there.