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knightsoflegend2013-03-02 10:27 am
wynn) wrote in knightsoflegend2013-03-02 10:27 am
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after-party ♔
♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel
WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missionsooc; 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.
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || Mar 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.
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[Not for the first time tonight, she was glad that she'd opted for black, Rose now attempting to straighten the satin, to smooth it out and make it not look like a disaster. It could have been worse, except for the whole wet and smelling thing.]
Oh... so I'm special then?
[That making her grin, almost as if she were trying to pull one from him in kind, as if just something as simple as a smile from him was the kind of thing she could live for... Jesus Rose. Have you completely lost your mind?]
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[Though it isn't probably the first impression he should be making. But he hadn't hurt the man, that much he knew, and he had been putting his hands in inappropriate places. Just thinking about it made him...
Why was he so angry? He didn't even know this girl.
Her words caused one of his eyebrows to lift as he watched her, the corner of his mouth twitching ever so slightly, as if it too would raise into a crooked grin. He found he couldn't quite hold it back.]
Maybe so.
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Oh for god sake Rose, stop it. You'd think you'd never seen a hot guy before!]
Only maybe?
[Still in that teasing tone, the wet dress all but forgotten about as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.]
Shame. Had you said yes I would have let you dance with me.
[Rose even surprising herself with how bold she was being, not that she was ever backwards in coming forwards but she couldn't shake the sense that being this way with this stranger bordered on taboo. Nor could she seem to make herself want to stop.]
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Perhaps I simply like to know the name of any woman I decide to dance with?
[And then, with one eyebrow cocked and an amused glance.]
Or maybe I've never considered myself much of a dancer.
[But it wasn't a no. It most definitely wasn't a no. Even if he thought he should put a stop to this immediately.]
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Well I never considered myself much of a Knight either, and yet here I am.
[Once again marvelling at the way he did that one eyebrow thing.]
And it's Rose by the way. Rose Hathaway.
[The so are you going to ask me dance now, rather going without saying.]
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[He repeated her words to include himself, as if it were as natural as breathing.]
It's nice to meet you. [
Again.] I'm Dimitri. Dimitri Belikov.[He held his hand out, as if asking her to take it.]
Though I wasn't lying when I said I wasn't much of a dancer.
[So the fact that he was still going to meant something.]
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Hearing a name, any name, should not make a person's heart swell and the taking of a hand should not feel like somebody has sent a jolt of electricity through your body and yet, both of those things occurred in quick succession, Rose doing a decent job of covering her reaction (Bluff 14) as her hand fit perfectly into his.]
Don't worry. If you have any trouble I can always lead.
[Again with the light teasing as she looked up at him from beneath a veil of thick, dark lashes, her heart racing in her chest as the warmth from is hand sent a tingle up her arm.]
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[Two can play at the game, Rose.
There's a strange sensation when his fingers touch hers, something primal and warm, as if her hand belonged there in his. It felt familiar and odd, all at once, and his brows furrowed slightly in response to it.]
I'm sure you can.
[But he's not going to let her. <3
He pulls her hand to thread it through his arm so that he can lead her out onto the dance floor and find an acceptable spot for them.]
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Hrmm... [Eyes narrowed.] I suppose I have to give you something to look forward to.
[For the first time that evening, she was actually grateful for the heels, those three inches giving her at least a little more height, though he was still insanely taller than she was, the difference close to comical as he led her through the mix of people, Rose barely aware of thos they passed as he took the lead.
Why should thought dancing was a good idea was beyond her, she couldn't really do it, certainly not well but that was just an unimportant detail in her mind, Rose turning into Dimitri as they come to a stop in the middle of a group of other couples.]
I promise not to tease you if you step on my toes.
[Hand out for him to take this time, allowing him to lead.]
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Dancing isn't too unlike fighting, I would hope. Just different footwork.
[In which case, he should be able to manage just fine. He begins to step, to lead her in the dance. (Perform 15) And Rose is lucky, not only does he manage not to step on her toes, but he seems to know what he's doing as well.
He has an eye out for people around them as well, to avoid collisions and keep track of steps. An ability in multi-tasking comes in handy in many different circumstances.]
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You know. For somebody who says that he's not much of a dancer... you do it very well.
[Arguably for the first time that night, she found herself dropping her guard, more taken with the person that was leading her than who and what was going on around her.]
Is there anything else you're not much of, so I know for future reference?
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Perhaps I have more practice than I knew.
[Because he doesn't remember. And just like her, this is the first time all night he hasn't been on constant alert to every movement going on around him. He's just...being.]
I wish I could tell you. Sadly, I don't remember much before the past few months.
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Clearly, this Dimitri guy was having far too much of an affect on her.]
Oh don't worry Comrade, you're not alone in that.
[Something odd happened to her when she said those words, another tiny spark of recollection, familiarity, something that she once again couldn't truly grasp. It was there one second then gone the next, Rose having to shake it off.]
I'm just grateful I remember my name. So we have that in common at least.
[The hand that rested lightly on his shoulder seeming to give him a gentle squeeze, the muscle she felt beneath her fingers filling Rose's head with all sorts of images that were not appropriate for a ballroom.]
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He recovered quickly enough, though. His lips perked back up as she gently gave his shoulder a squeeze, as if in sympathy or...something else.]
Shadowkind. [He said the word as if it held an aura of mystery.] I'm not sure it's the word I would choose to describe us.
[And yet he'd heard the term often enough in Siberia.]
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To think, almost without hesitation, she was about to tell this stranger all of it. She was going to have to watch herself around Dimitri Belikov.]
And how would you describe us then?
[The flirtatious tone back in her voice, Rose's head tilting to one side as she gazed up at his face, already liking the way they so easily became an us, even if it wasn't for those reasons.]
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I'm not sure. It just feels darker than the actual circumstances of our arrival. As if we're supposed to remain in the shadows simply because we didn't choose to come here.
[It was probably a more serious answer than she was looking for.]
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What like we're outcasts. [Managing to put things in the most basic of terms.] Maybe. [A beat.] Or, maybe we're just special.
[Grin widening once more. Though despite her joking, she understood the point he was making. They didn't belong in this world, no matter what they did or tried to do. They would never be truly a part of anything. Except maybe the Knighthood.]
Is that why you joined then? To be a part of something?
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[It felt like, in a way, she already knew him. Perhaps it was their similar circumstances, but there was still this feeling he couldn't shake.]
That was a big part of it, yes.
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And you want to make a difference.
[It wasn't a question. She just felt sure of those words as soon as they left her mouth.]
You want to help people, keep them safe. Because it's right, not just because you want to be part of something bigger than you.
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Yes. That's exactly it.
[His head tilted slightly, a confused and almost awe-struck expression on his face.]
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Don't look so surprised, comrade. Isn't that what we all want?
[Rose almost trying to make less of her insight as she tore her eyes away from his, a small smile playing on her lips as she found herself a little closer to him than before, as if throughout this dance, both the verbal and the physical one, she had been drawn in.]
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That's just it, I don't think so. I think that may be part of the reason a lot of us are here, but I'm sure there are others. Glory. Adrenaline. Simply to obtain power. All are valid reasons, and so long as the results are used for the sake of the Knights, I don't think anyone would mind.
[He looks at her as they step to the music, intrigued by her more than anything else he can remember.]
What about you? Is that why you're here?
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[For a moment she considered telling him the truth, that like him, she wanted to make a difference as well, that she knew why he chose this because she chose it for the very same reasons. That however, would be too simple for Rose and with a Bluff of 25 she lied smoothly.]
Oh I'm in it for the glory.
[And yet despite her straight faced lie and the slight sarcasm in her tone, she got the feeling this man might be able to see straight through her, that thought both exhilarating and terrifying.]
Plus the three meals a day and a bed to sleep in doesn't hurt.
[Which given how she'd lived after coming through the veil, it wasn't as much of a lie.]
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[And then because the dice are clearly psychic, Dimitri rolls a fucking nat 20 on his sense motive check.]
Is that so?
[His tone indicates he doesn't believe that at all. That while glory may be a thing she likes, that's not why she's here. It's written all over his face.]
That is a nice extra perk, yes.
[His living situation wasn't terrible, but it wasn't ideal, either. It also lacked quite a bit in the sleeping in safety department when he was working.]
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And... [A moment's hesitation.] Maybe for the same reasons you chose it.
[But that was about as much as she would say, her eyes dropping away from his, as if she'd allowed him to see too much, her thumb rubbing his shoulder as she held him in this dance, almost without thinking about it.]
It feels familiar. [She went on.] A little more... fancy than what I think I'm used to but still. Almost like I've been here before.
[That feeling intensified from the moment she'd encountered Dimitri in person.]
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