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wynn) wrote in
knightsoflegend2016-06-12 09:44 pm
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after-party ♔ may

♬ 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!)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.
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || May 1st, 2016, 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.

Cisco Ramon | OTA
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Hey! Sorry I missed the ceremony. Congrats on officially joining up.
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Eh, you didn't miss much. I completely butchered the oath. Started singing Edwin Starr... it was bad.
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He steels himself (and rolls a 20 total charisma check). ]
The name's Cisco. Sir Cisco. Can I buy you a drink?
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[ which is the real reason she came over, passing him something brightly colored with a straw and cheerful umbrella that matches her own drink. she got distracted by judging. ]
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[ He still doesn't get the whole gender-ambiguous naming system, but whatevs. He sips the drink, looking at her outfit and then his own. ]
It's not that bad, is it?
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He's been missing Cisco fiercely, that's for sure.]
So what do you think, man? This is pretty cool, right?
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[ Aka dream come true, a little bit. ]
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[ Don't you judge him, sir whoever. ]
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Is that a fashion of some part of this world? It's not one I'd seen yet.
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[ He goes for nonchalant over nervous. ]
It's just something I threw together.
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Hey, your Cisco right?
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Yeah. Lemme guess, you're one of Barry's new friends or something.
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ichabod crane ( ota )
grand parties for the purpose of elbow-rubbing have never been crane's own cup of tea. but he manages to hold his tongue when the urge to ask after details on the attack strikes him (will 18). though he's eager to be done with all of this and get to work, crane smiles and offers a polite good evening, my lady, or how do you do, good sir? when approached. ]
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mostly because the person approaching him is an almost one year old baby in a purple ruffled dress with soft brown hair and creamsicle orange skin, crawling forward with the startling super speed only a crawling baby can achieve. she pauses nearby, pulling herself up on a chair occupied by her mother to toddle over, directly into the back of crane's legs, chubby little arms hugging his leg to hold herself up with a weird baby noise and a very clear "UP!"
vi just let's this all happen because she is a monster and because she can. ]
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Oh, sorry- I thought you were...talking to someone else.
[She's not used to being called "my lady" okay.]
You're one of the newbies right? [She smiles brightly and thrusts out a hand.] I'm Willlow. It's nice to meet you!
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Congratulations.
[Which will be followed by David extending a hand.]
David Levin.
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Of course, his plans get derailed almost immediately because old Abraham Lincoln over there towers over just about everyone in a room anyway and this really isn't an exception.
Even so, he still does a double-take in surprise before uttering a soft, very heart-felt curse, and striding across the room. ]
Shit, Crane. When did you get here?
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cranky old men unite! :D
During the party afterwards, he ventured in to mingle a bit, but eventually the elven mage wanders up to one of the new squires with a polite smile and a light bow. ]
I'm doing well. It seems you survived your initiation quite flawlessly. Congratulations.
kids these days! and their newfangled contraptions! turn down that noise you call music!
get off my lawn!
and turn your cap around!!!!
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As he parts ways with another Knight, she smiles as she catches both his accent and his manners, and finally approaches when she sees he has an opening, a light wrap pulled around her shoulders to make the state of her left arm just a little less jarring.]
Sir Crane, isn't it? [She'd done her best to try and commit the names of the new squires to memory.] I'm Sir Lavellan-- [The title itself still feels strange, but she's trying to get used to it.] Ashelia. Another squire.
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Ahsoka Tano | ota
She's not a Jedi anymore. But it's hard to know how to do things any other way. Not after being one her whole life.]
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Not one for parties, I take it?
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