after-party ♔

[wynn]

♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missions (Slovechnia group will be returned by this point!)
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || Feb 1st, 2013, 6:00PM
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 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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[uncease]

[David completely missed the memo where this was a fancy party (disguise 6), because he is totally under dressed for the occasion. He only looks a little embarrassed by it, though. He's supposedly a guest of honor, after all. It's his party and he'll wear jeans if he wants to.

Still. Feel free to point out that he sticks out, because he's currently weaving through the room to mingle.]

[uncurse]

[ emma's gotten over the initial shock that david's here because she experienced that during the ceremony. talk about a distraction and/or mindfuck.

anyway now she'll head over and catch him alone. ]

What are the chances now's a good time to ask how the hell you got here?

[uncease]

[His expression goes from surprised by her sudden appearance, to politely charming (har) and accommodating, but finally settles on confused at her statement.]

By... plane? [From America, that is.] ...Emma, right? I'm David. [He holds out a hand to shake.]

[uncurse]

I know. [ she stares at the hand he offers, perplexed. ] And so do you. I don't mean to this castle, I meant to this world. Mary-Margaret and I were on our way back to you.

[uncease]

I think they mentioned something about a veil? [He still looks really confused, but is trying to smile and be nice about it.] Sorry, but I think you have me confused with someone else.

[uncurse]

[ there was an uncomfortable pause between them as something sank in for emma. something awful. dread welled up in her and it was too late that she realized just how horrible it'd be to lose her family when she'd only just found them. she'd gone her whole life without a family - she hadn't thought it'd be so hard to have them taken from her. but the familiar taste of denial rose in the back of her throat and she was quick to reject the notion. ]

No. No, I don't. You're David Nolan. Prince Charming. Whatever you go by these days, I know who you are. And you know who I am. This isn't - [ she took a breath, distress creeping into her expression and growing apparent through her vehemence. ] We did not fight like hell to get back to Storybrooke for you to forget us.

[uncease]

[Hearing about the Veil, about the memories of another life that were stripped away from him when he fell into this world... he isn't sure what to say to her. Did they know one another? She's certainly got parts of his name right...

He struggles, trying to force a memory to come, but his mind remains blank. The confusion in his eyes shifts to a helplessness.]

I'm sorry, I... I don't remember.

[unhand]

[Hook can hardly mock him for sticking out. He's something of a sore thumb himself. Worst dressed squiring group ever.]

You're one of the new blokes, yeah? [So is Hook, but he doesn't have to act like it.]

[uncease]

[David raises his eyebrows at the other man.]

Uh... Yeah. We were just at the ceremony together?

Or was the blonde the only one you noticed?

[unhand]

[Hook grins because she sure was.] She is eye-catching, you must admit.

[uncease]

Not my type.

[AND THE UNIVERSE BREATHED A SIGH OF RELIEF, because ew.]

Besides I didn't really sign up for the social benefits.

[unhand]

[YEAH GOOD JOB CHARMING THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN CREEPY. Hook isn't particularly put off by his lack of interest, tbh. It just means less competition. Of course, the bit where Emma sort of hates him makes doing more than looking seem unlikely, but Hook's an optimist.]

Nor did I. Not going to say no when the opportunity... comes up.




[....The opportunity is his penis.]

[uncease]

[Something about his tone and the way he's just so... lecherous gives David the overwhelming urge to clock him.

But he doesn't, because he recognizes that this is an illogical reaction. He doesn't even know the guy- and he must not be so bad since Wynn has taken him in to become a knight... right?]

Carpe diem. [He says with a shrug as he internally grits his teeth.]

[undealt]

[Nolan, who let you out of the house? Because it was clearly not Mrs. Nolan. After awhile of being a creepy stalker, Gold just has to finally swagger-slash-limp out of the woodwork.]

David Nolan. As I live and breathe.

[Only Mr. Gold can take a statement that should have an appropriate amount of surprise to it and make it sound like he was not surprised at all by this turn of events. It's almost like he was a precog in another life.]

[uncease]

[Well, this is now the second person to call him that. The name feels not quite right.]

Charming, actually. David Charming. Nice to meet you.

[undealt]

Charming. [Is he repeating his name or does he really think that's charming. No one knows.] Well, I'd say the same, but we already have met. As you're probably getting that a lot right now, I'll spare you the tearful pleading that you remember. We all know what the veil does to memories. [He nods politely in a sort of mock-bow, the irony of which he's aware of on some instinctual level.] Mr. Gold. I ran Storybrooke's pawn shop, practically another life ago.

[uncease]

[At least this man seems aware that the things he's mentioning hold little to no significance to David, but he still tries to remember, even if it will do no good.]

Nice to meet you. [He pauses.] Again... apparently.

[undealt]

[Once David Nolan. Always David Nolan. Bless you, son.] And what did Wynn have to do to strongarm you into this operation, I wonder.

[uncease]

What makes you think he had to force me?

[wildmind]

[ and here's nessa, in a black dress, hair a mess of curls, swinging her drink between her thumb and forefinger and looking on him with some amusement ]

You know: I think there are more squires these days that defy the dress code than actually follow it.

[uncease]

[David's gaze drops, laughing lightly as he looks at his obviously casual state of dress.]

I guess I misunderstood. But since you look nice enough for the both of us, maybe if you stay close, no one will notice.

[Somehow the compliment is delivered without any sleaze attached. It's just... wholesome.]

[wildmind]

Such a charmer. [ lulz ] Maybe the times are just a-changing and Wynn will eventually have to notice.

[uncease]

Maybe. But I wouldn't judge everyone by my mistake.

I'm David, by the way.

[wildmind]

Nessa. [ she'll shake his hand briskly ] One of our two resident telepaths, as you're sure to hear sooner than later.

[uncease]

Telepath. [He repeats, his hand shake slowing as he processes the information.] That must be fascinating.