after-party ♔

[wynn]

♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missions
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || April 1st, 2012, 9:00PM
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 none of you are 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.

Comments

OTA

[uponwildwaves]

[Morgan's standing off to the side somewhere, trying to not stand out... which isn't too hard with how much Thoster does. He's pretty thankful for that.

He's leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, dressed in the clothes he arrived in rather than the fancy get-ups everyone else was wearing. It's just a pair of black pants, a black button-up shirt and a thigh length black jacket. Are you sensing a theme here?]

[koraith]

[ The hulking figure that approaches is easily seven feet tall, with hands that looks like claws, ridged spines forming his brow, and golden tendrils hanging down from his cheeks almost like mustachios. A fine dark golden mane winds around his face like a beard, some of which is carefully braided. He wears a dark red robed lined in white fur, and there's jewelry evident on his fingers and around his neck, very luxurious contrasted against Morgan's somber outfit. His expression is friendly, however, his eyes smiling, as he slows to a stop before him. ]

I think congratulations are in order.

[uponwildwaves]

[Morgan's eyes were focused on the floor so you'll have to pardon his wide eyes as his gave moves from the... man's?... feet to his eyes. This is certainly something new.

Morgan reacts quickly enough and offers a polite smile back although it's still clear he's a little shocked.]

Thank you. I believe introductions are as well.

[Despite this guy having claws for hands Morgan holds his out to shake.]

Morgan.

[koraith]

[As a diplomat, Koraith's well experienced in how to deliver a handshake without ripping holes in someone's skin, luckily, and he does so now with practiced care.]

Sir Koraith, section leader of the rather unfortunately named Dragon's Tongue. [He clucks his own, as if this were a rather delightful, if not tired, joke] You've made a life altering choice, coming to our doors, and we are infinitely pleased to have you among us.

[uponwildwaves]

Well I am very pleased to be here.

[Spoiler alert: He's not. He's acting enthusiastic enough though.]

What is the Dragon's Tongue?

[koraith]

Ah yes! I imagine that might sound a bit strange with no preamble. [A low laugh resonates in his expansive chest, with all kinds of draconic reverb] Our organization operates in a number of sections, each of whom specialize in an area of expertise. The Dragon's Tongue represents those with a focus on diplomacy, or the art of dealing with people directly.

[uponwildwaves]

I see you have no trouble with that.

[Aaaaah, you see what he did there? You saw what he did there.]

[koraith]

[With a sly look] I would hope there's a reason I was appointed head of the section.

[uponwildwaves]

From what I've seen so far whoever appointed you made a wise decision.

[asap]

[He might be trying not to stand out, but Andie is plenty determined to go around making friends, so... good luck with all that. She rushes over to him, trying for slow but she's so excited that it still ends up looking like she's sprinting. Which is slow for her.]

Hi! You're new, right? I'm Andie. Sir Andie. [She giggles.] Though I guess that's not really unusual around here, right? What's your name?

[uponwildwaves]

[Give him a moment while he tries to adjust to... well, Andie.

Once he's ready he smiles politely and offers his hand, his palm turned up more than it would be for a shake. What? She's a lady. He's trying this hole polite gentleman thing... okay, so he sucks with people. Give the guy a break.]

Morgan. Or Sir Morgan I suppose.

[asap]

[He can have all the breaks he wants! ...but that won't stop Andie from taking his hand and pumping it enthusiastically. At least she manages to stay at human speed so she's not shaking his arm off.]

Nice to meet you! What brings you to the Knights?

[uponwildwaves]

[That catches him off guard a bit. He's pleased though cuz he was afraid he'd have to kiss her hand or something. Awkwarrrrd.

He thinks of how to answer for a second and decides to go with what will most likely be a failed attempt at humor.]

Uhh, the armor, actually.

[asap]

[Yeah, it... falls pretty flat. Andie looks puzzled.]

Do you make it? Or just like it?

[uponwildwaves]

Neither, as a matter of fact.

[His brow furrows and he looks down as if contemplating something.]

Sorry, I'm not very good at [he gestures to their surrounding before looking off to the side] all of this.

[asap]

Oh, it's cool. [She waves a hand dismissively.] Parties are way big and loud and I totally get not liking them. [Even if she does like them. She's being nice.] Oooh! We can go somewhere quieter. Or get food! I mean, they're tiny appetizers and practically nothing but still food, right?

[uponwildwaves]

Yes, of course.

[He smiles nervously and rubs his hands together. That action and the fact his shoulders are now hunched probably makes it look like he's cold. He's not. He's just... weird. Still he gestures for her to lead the way.]

After you.

[bluffcheck]

[At some point in the evening, Thoster slides up beside Morgan and claps a hand firmly to his back.]

Enjoying yourself?

[uponwildwaves]

[His eyes bulge at the sudden contact and he turns to Thoster. He gives him a somewhat friendly grin as he gets his bearings.]

As much as one can. Sir Thoster, I believe?

[He uncrosses his arms and holds his hand out to him.]

[bluffcheck]

One can enjoy oneself as much as one pleases. Liquor helps.

[Thoster takes the hand with enthusiasm.]

Aye, that'd be me. And they call you, Morgan, if I recall.

[uponwildwaves]

That they do.

[He recrosses his arms and gazes out over the crowd for what's probably too long a time before remembering he's trying to get better at this people thing.]

So what made you join the Knights?

[bluffcheck]

[The big castle full of potentially expensive items]

It seemed like a smart... professional endeavor. And you?

[uponwildwaves]

The same I suppose.

[Except not. MISINTERPRETATIONS EVERYWHERE.]

You seem to be getting along with the others quite well.

[bluffcheck]

What can I say? I love a good party.

[uponwildwaves]

[He grins again before once again looking around the room, this time focusing on the decorum rather than the people.]

From the looks of things you should fit in rather well.