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;

[wynn]

[Oh sup guyz, Wynn is here as usual, looking like a moment frozen out of time. It's what he does.]

[65]

[Finnick is here, mingling and such just like he was at his own squiring, but something is different.

Namely, he hasn't seen Katniss or Haymitch around the castle in like forever and it's driving him crazy. Even if they didn't remember him, they were ... from home and as close to normalcy as he was going to get. What if something happened to them? What if the Capitol somehow found them and kidnapped them and now they're off being tortured???? The possibilities are endless.

But he's going to approach Wynn and act like that is not on his mind at all. X( ]

Tonight seems subdued.

[wynn]

I wouldn't quite go so far. Perhaps it seems that way, with so many Knights on missions at this time. [The thought of which seems to make him rather thoughtful.]

You've been here a month and are yet to be assigned, but I imagine we'll find someplace for you soon.

[65]

You were saving the best for last, naturally. [or so he will tell himself.]

ota!

[bluffcheck]

[Thoster may be on his fourth drink already.

Not that anyone would be able to tell because his behavior is exactly the same as at the start of the night- loud, laughing, and lewd.]

I have to hand it to the lot of you- You know how to make a man feel welcome.

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?]

[wynn]

[He seems mildly amused] One of the other squires recently returned from a mission that is still well underway. I've been considering seeking a replacement.

[spellfile]

[Completely lacking in any semblance of formal wear whatsoever, the wild haired human plucking food off the table and piling it high into a mega-sandwich definitely stands out. He lifts his head up at Thoster's comment and snorts.]

Don't see the point in sending you all running off screaming on day one.

[65]

[Hey, sounds good to him.] What kind of mission?

[bluffcheck]

Leave that for the second day, hmm?

[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.

[asap]

[Andie is here! She's wearing something like this dress only it has wide shoulder straps with the same pattern as the skirt, which only goes to just below her knees. And she's even more excited and spastic than usual! She's gotten her freaking recommendation and it's awesome. Plus! New squires! Cool.]

[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?

[asap]

[Andie was several yards away--though within hearing distance, when he said that, but seconds later she's right next to him and smiling.] We're a way welcoming bunch. It's just what we do.

[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.

[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.

[bluffcheck]

[Blink blink.]

Well, aren't you quick as a whip? [He laughs and lifts his drink to her.] You won't hear me complaining so long as the drinks stay free.

[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.