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, 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.

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.

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Cisco Ramon | OTA

[picksthenames]

[ Cisco got a 7 on disguise, so he looks freaking ridiculous. He pulls at his collar when he arrives at the ballroom and sees it full of fancily dressed people, all Knights and Sirs and People More Important Than Him. He makes his way into the room proper, keeping an eye out for anyone he recognizes (17 spot), and failing that, heads for the bar to get a drink. Something fruity, with lots of sugar to mask the taste of how TURNT he's going to need to get tonight. ]

[clarkfuckingkent]

[Well... Clark got a 6 so apparently he showed up to this thing 15 mins because he was doing some work outside, so he's all dirty farmboy style, oops. But hey! He knows that guy! That guy being Cisco!]

Hey! Sorry I missed the ceremony. Congrats on officially joining up.

[picksthenames]

[ Hooray someone recognizable! Cisco smiles at Clark, suddenly bashful. ]

Eh, you didn't miss much. I completely butchered the oath. Started singing Edwin Starr... it was bad.

[watcherjunior]

[ Ridiculous, just a teeny bit cute. Potato, potahto. Dawn's happy to be home for a second squiring party in a row and, as such, has decided to go all out. (disguise 20 total) After saying hello to a few people, she can be found standing at the bar when Cisco comes up. ] Hi! [ Her smile is bright and cheerful. ] Welcome to the Knights.

[picksthenames]

Hey! [ Oh no, hot girl alert. ] Thanks, uh.. [ Breathe. Be cool. Offer to buy her a drink, introduce yourself, do something.

He steels himself (and rolls a 20 total charisma check). ]

The name's Cisco. Sir Cisco. Can I buy you a drink?

[withasouvenir]

Why are all the men in my life just hopeless at dressing themselves, [ thea grouses, nose wrinkled. it's especially damning since she looks hot as hell in a little black dress. (disguise 28) ] Well, at least your belt and shoes match. Small favor. You look like you need another drink.

[ 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. ]

[watcherjunior]

[ That is incredibly smooth, Cisco. If it's possible, her smile gets just that much bigger and brighter. ]

Sure. Well, I mean, technically, Wynn is totally buying everyone's drinks, but. [ There's a small pause, as something clicks into place. ] Wait. You're Cisco? Like friends-with-Barry-Allen Cisco?

[clarkfuckingkent]

[he can't help the small smile that cracks at that.]

Maybe nobody noticed.

[they probably did but shh Clark won't say that.]

ichabod crane ( ota )

[lichabod]

[ while he'd had some help discovering the new and incredible features of modern hygiene, it is still taking crane time to figure he should be using them daily. fortunately he dresses quite well, despite his desire to be elsewhere (disguise 18).

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. ]

[graveflowers]

[ okay so crane looks very handsome, but the person approaching him does not notice.

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. ]

[olreliable]

[Willow is getting better at dressing herself in nice clothes and not just overalls and fuzzy sweaters. She found herself a pretty yellow sundress and is looking perfectly acceptable (disguise 17). She has a friendly smile to offer the new squires, but it's Crane's greeting that makes her stop, glancing around.]

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!

[generaldavideus]

[David is actually looking good tonight (disguise 19), which means either the lessons Lissa gave him are finally starting to sink in or someone else dressed him. Regardless, he's making his way around to each of the newly knighted, trying to help them at least put a face to one of the names in the room, if nothing else.]

Congratulations.

[Which will be followed by David extending a hand.]

David Levin.

[supertardiness]

[Barry is looking fairly spiffy (disguise 12), but he's not trying to get anyone's attention really. He's just here to support his friend, who he's super glad is here and they're on the same team again.

He's been missing Cisco fiercely, that's for sure.]

So what do you think, man? This is pretty cool, right?

[lichabod]

[ it's orange.

why is it orange oh god someone call the-- no, crane doesn't shriek openly about the demon come to eat his soul (will 18). ]

Oh.

[ it's orange and it's a child. and a demanding one at that. ]

Hallo. Er... [ crane's arms retract, elbows sharply extending on either side of him as he's twisted and conflicted and very much short-circuited. were it not a radioactive infant he might have actually done as demanded. ] Where is your mum...?

[ his helpless, pleading eyes scan the crowd blindly (spot 6???? is that even right) for whoever this orange demon infant belongs to, wildly sweeping from end to end. ]

[lichabod]

[ okay so in the face of abject ignorance (what in the seven hells is a newbie), crane seems to have most success making up for his acquaintance's lack of social niceties by overdoing it himself.

his left foot plants behind him, head dipping and arms splaying a little at his sides as he offers willow a bow in greeting. with only her first name, he falters a bit upon speaking: ]

The like to you, Miss. Ichabod Crane, at your service.

[ despite her lack of clothing and odd manner, willow has at least offered crane the most polite of greetings he's received so far. once again upright (and despite their height discrepancy) crane offers willow his elbow. only polite to offer a lady who is alone at a ball a willing escort, of course. ]

[lichabod]

My deepest thanks.

[ crane has now had one horrific encounter at the ball and one less so. he returns david's shake of the hand eagerly with a brisk and firm grip, and a polite but tense smile. at least this exchange seems to be one he can handle without too much awkward. so far, anyway. ]

Ichabod Crane. A pleasure to meet you, Sir Levin.

[graveflowers]

[ lucia's arms lift up, multicolored eyes sparkling with intense flecks of green. "UP!"

her mother is actually, blessedly, not difficult to spot sitting at one of the small tables, mostly from her peel of laughter. (disguise 18) ]

She's not going to bite. With her whole four teeth.

[olreliable]

[As he gives his little bow, she awkwardly pulls back her hand like 'oh...won't be needing this then...' But she's not bothered. She's met all kinds of people from all sorts of places. She just rolls with it.]

Nice to meet you, Ichabod. Oh, hey! That's kind of a...fun name. Ichabod. Ichabod. Icha- oh! Sorry... [She puts her arm through his, but not like a dainty hand in the crook of his elbow, but full on arm-in-arm like they're about to skip down the yellow brick road.]

How do you like it so far?

[picksthenames]

Maybe.

[ Yeah, right. ]

Anyway, how's it going? Haven't seen you since the snake people incident.

[picksthenames]

Eh, semantics. [ But thanks, Wynn.

Hang on... ] Yeah, that's me. Why, has he been bragging about me?

[picksthenames]

Thank you, m'lady. [ Actually, wait, ] Scratch that. That sounded horrible. Thank you, Sir Thea.

[ 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?

[picksthenames]

Pretty cool? This is like... Okay, at some point in every boy's life they go through that Kid In King Arthur's Court phase.

[ Aka dream come true, a little bit. ]

[withasouvenir]

It's not awful, but you look like you're trying to hard, hon. [ she pats his shoulder comfortingly. ] And honestly, I'd rather Speedy over Sir, but let's go with just Thea.

Ahsoka Tano | ota

[nojedi]

[Ahsoka didn't realize she was supposed to dress up, so she just put on her usual outfit (disguise 6). She's... well, not a Jedi. But something. Being in simple clothes while everyone else is in finery feels normal. She lurks near the edges, not quite sure how to start fitting in with her new comrades. Parties like these... senators and officials from other planets may have had them, but it is not the Jedi way.

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.]

[procurer]

[ Hawley had actually missed the Ceremony (because does he look like a Pomp and Circumstance sort of person? No, no he does not.) but he wanders into the after-party with the intent of at least looking over the fresh meat for anything interesting and maybe to nab a drink or two.

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?