CLOSED ♔ knighting ceremony

[ironsides]

WHO || Wynn, Buffy, Jack Chessing, Dovan Ironsides, Spike, Fredrick Jr., Mark Sandazhard, Luthir Reedhym, Eric Carpenter, Lanston Wellington, past and present Team Failboat members, Rafael Giovanni, Desmond Descant?, various other unnamed members of the Dragon's Hide [closed]
WHAT || Buffy's full Knighting ceremony; induction into the Dragon's Hide
WHERE || Knight's Headquarters, the Great Hall
WHEN || DECEMBER 11th, 2012 evening [Super backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

Unlike the grandiose nature of the squiring ceremony each Knight undergoes upon their initial entrance into the Knighthood, the graduation to Full Knight status takes place in a much more intimate affair, between the Knight, their mentor, invited friends, and the members of the sect to which they will be inducted. There's no pompous music, no stolid rank and file, no elaborate march.

Buffy's invitees are given seats of honor at the front of the ranks of the Dragon's Hide members - the largest sect in the castle, with the most representatives here, and Jack, Wynn, and Dovan wait up at the front of the room for Buffy to approach them, but the attitude of the ceremony is much more relaxed, full of smiles and light conversation on all sides.

Wynn finally gets things rolling, by saying in his loud listen-to-me voice: "Approach and kneel, Sir Buffy Summers."

Comments

[bigbad]

[Oh awkward this is the last conversation he wants to have. He shakes his head.]

Nothing, pet. Everything's fine.

[witchwoman]

[Sense motive: 20]

You're lying. [But she doesn't sound upset about it- just concerned.]

Spike...

[bigbad]

[He shrugs, glancing away.]

Buffy and I had some... disagreements, all right?

[witchwoman]

[Instinct caused her to pull back, not wanting to push, especially during a celebration.]

Alright. [Her reply is quiet as she steps back.] I didn't mean to... I shouldn't pry. I'm sorry.

[bigbad]

[He gives her a softer look.]

No, pet, it's fine. Just... maybe not here and now.

[witchwoman]

[She nods, recognizing that he's probably right. Still, she edges closer until she's close enough to slip an arm around his waist, leaning into him for a half-hug.]

If you need to talk, just come find me, okay?

[bigbad]

[He turns and presses a soft kiss to her head.] Of course, pet. [But he probably won't.]

[witchwoman]

[It placates her for now, but... she'll be back with questioning looks later, mister. For now, she just nods and pulls away slowly, giving him a smile.]

Good. I think I'll go see who else is here. I'll see you later.