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.

Comments

[uncease]

It'd still be nice to know.

[Wouldn't you be curious if you suddenly found out about a whole person that you were? It's a natural thing.]

[undealt]

[Gold's reaction to all of that is pretty much nope.jpg, although it would be nice to know why he gets an irrational urge to KILL whenever he sees Hook.]

Let's see. Your name is David Nolan. You were married to Kathryn Nolan. You spent quite a long time in a coma. All of which I previously mentioned. [Moving on...] You had an affair a Ms. Mary Margaret Blanchard, which is why you and Mrs. Nolan are no longer married.

[Although that doesn't seem right somehow. It seems like it ought to be more complicated than that or that he's missing pieces. Suddenly, he remembers Emma's babbling and he has to shake it off. It's nothing. It's just that he can't be arsed to remember every trivial detail about David Nolan's personal life.] Should I go on?

[uncease]

[His mouth works, opening and closing as he struggles for a response.]

...An affair?

I... [Because that's the part of it that's hardest for him to believe. Everything he knows about himself (which isn't much, be he's going on his gut instinct here!) says that he wouldn't do something like that.

But this man claims to have known him before either of them set foot in this world, so how can he dispute it? He doesn't remember a thing before he arrived through the Veil.]

No, I think that's enough for now.

[undealt]

You asked. [He shrugs, because, hey, he's blameless here. Someone else might have skipped over the affair and just went straight into how he's playing house with a schoolteacher, but nah. Not his style.]

Well, if it helps, all parties are perfectly amicable at the moment, so no nasty surprises await you should either woman pop on through the Veil and join us.

[uncease]

That's good to hear. Though, there's just as much chance that they wouldn't remember me any more than I remember them.

[But this man would know them. And he could weave any story he wanted. David isn't so certain if he can trust someone who could make up any sort of past for himself and others he supposedly knew.]

[undealt]

What a tragedy that would be. [As much as that could be sarcastic, he does sound actually sincere. You can take away his memories, but his shipper heart beats on.] Though I wouldn't worry about it overmuch. People truly in love have a way of finding one another, regardless of the obstacles in their path.

[uncease]

Are you speaking from experience?

[He clearly has a lot of feelings on the subject, so it's a far question.]

[undealt]

Not that I recall. [He just has a lot of feelings okay. So many that he just has to get all smirky to maintain his street cred.] I'm just a romantic at heart.

[uncease]

Well... I guess if you see her around, send her my way.

[Which her? Oh, he's not even sure anymore.]

[undealt]

I'd be glad to. [With an entire musical number declaring his personal investment in making sure you two suck face. He's not sure why, but it seems terribly important.]