Steve Rogers (
recruited) wrote in
knightsoflegend2016-03-13 09:13 pm
party ♔ ding-dong the dick's dead

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!

Dawn Summers | ota
...maybe. But Dimitris Sarandis only qualified as a "someone" in the most technical of senses. This is definitely one for the "win" column, even if it's only a battle win and there's still, oh, the whole war ongoing. They (the Knights in general, those on the mission in particular) deserve a good night like this.
The atmosphere may be a bit "dressed down," but Dawn's still trying to look good (disguise 17). She'll be making the rounds in between stuffing her face and drinking (maybe in moderation, who knows). ]
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This all smells really good.
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...so who's talking with her mouth full? Yup, Dawn. She's being marginally polite in holding her hand over her mouth, trying to block the sight of pre-chewed food when she replies. ] It tastes even better.
[ And then she finishes her bite, complete with a happy little sigh. ] Sorry.
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It just gives what you said even more credibility, really. Clearly it's delicious if you're enjoying it so much you have to talk around it.
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[He piles up on the tray she's referring to, before shifting to hold out his hand to her.]
I'm Lance.
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So, did you intend to arrive to this shindig fashionably late, or was coming here a happy accident? [ Cause any accident that involves food is definitely a happy one. ]
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Little of both. I didn't realize the party would be ... this much of a party.
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[ So yeah, Dawn comes down firmly on the dead Sarandis = good side. ]
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>>arden
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In between on of the times Dawn hit the food tables the Fetchling was as well, He offered a little smile as he held a plate of finger foods. ]
Hi.
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[ He spoke softly and his voice had an slight accent as he spoke. ] Are you new?
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[ She leans closer, making sure she can hear him over the party. And to try and place that accent. ] Sorta? Old-new. I've been away for about... almost two years?
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[ He grinned a bit more when he said it. It helped her leaned in he could hear her louder, and he didn't really ever talk that loud. ] Ohh, that's longer than I've been in this world.
[ He spoke a little surprised.]
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[ The place... was also the name of a goddess.]
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