after-party ♔ may

[wynn]

♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missions (brazil & nevada groups will be returned! if you are uncertain if your character would be at the castle for this, ask!)
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || May 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

[notaroundme]

[At the sound of his forced 'cough,' she turns around to look, her expression surprised and approving all at once.]

Much better.

[She points to the chair.]

Alright. Sit. [She holds out her hand, too.] And your flask, if you have one on you.

[She'll be confiscating it, thankyouverymuch.]

[ex_ric243]

I'm not sure whether to be thankful or insulted.

[But after the spectacle he'd made of himself ... it's probably the former. Which is why he hands over the flask that he happens to have on him without putting up a fight. Hey, it was still full ok. He's not that far gone.

Once he's handed it over, he takes a seat in the indicated chair.]

[notaroundme]

[She just smiles sympathetically, but she's going to take it anyway.]

Hey, you brought this on yourself. Don't worry, I won't keep it...forever.

[Depending on what it is, she might...drink some of it. Oops.

She grabs a comb and wets it in the sink before brushing through his hair, trying to get it to sit right again, which she manages to do very, very well. (disguise 17)]

[ex_ric243]

[He's 90% sure it's bourbon, so she should probably sip slowly.

Alaric is a pretty good Barbie Doll for her. He doesn't put up a fuss and lets her do her thang, anyway. When she's finished, he gives himself a once over in the mirror.]

Not half bad. Maybe you should re-consider this whole knighthood thing and look into beauty school or something.

[Shh he had to try ok. He already knew she wouldn't take the bait.]

[notaroundme]

[Her eyebrows raise skeptically.]

Oh yeah? On whose dime?

[The upturn of one of the corners of her mouth indicate that he didn't have a chance in Hell.]

There. All done.

[She lays the comb down and admires her handiwork for a moment.]

See, I knew you'd clean up well. Feel better?

[ex_ric243]

[Point taken, but it was still worth a shot.]

You mean now that I'm not a walking punchline?

[No need to beat around the bush with him. He's sober enough now to realize how bad it was.]

Yeah. I do. [A beat.] Thank you.

[notaroundme]

[The look on her face says that's exactly what she means.]

You're welcome.

[She offers her arm to him, one eyebrow raised.]

Would you like to escort me back out?

[ex_ric243]

As long as you don't mind being escorted by a sloppy drunk who happens to have made the worst first impression imaginable on just about everyone else out there, I'd be honored.

[notaroundme]

Hey, you don't look sloppy.

[Anymore.]

Come on. Time to make your second first impression.

[ex_ric243]

[She'll get no more arguments from him. He's not dumb enough to argue with her over something like this ok. She's way too stubborn. He slips his arm through hers and they head back out into the sunset~ ... or ballroom w/e same shit.]