after-party ♔

[wynn]

♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missions (if you are uncertain if your character would be at the castle for this, ask! this is before failboat left for chicago)
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || June 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

[shootfirst]

[ wait... ] How, uh, sure are you that was hot sauce?

[graveflowers]

Yeah, he was pouring it out of the bottle into his blood. [Ew.]

[shootfirst]

That is a whole new level of no.

[graveflowers]

Yup. [She shrugs. People be crazy, she is used to it now.]

[shootfirst]

Some things I'd rather not know. [ she swings over to the lobby desk, since they're probably there by now and just reaches across and grabs a set of keys, giving the desk worker a cheeky smile and then heads towards the doors ]

[graveflowers]

Certainly educational, living here. Not as sunny as California but damn educational.

[shootfirst]

I do miss American style living sometimes. Never gonna get used to this wrong side of the road driving.

[graveflowers]

I just miss Jess. And the beach. Pros outweigh the cons with everything else.

[shootfirst]

Jess?

[graveflowers]

She worked at the clinic they sent me to when I first arrived. So she was basically my first friend here, well in this world. [Because lbr Charming was her first friend here.] The train incident? She's the girl I made them go back for.

[shootfirst]

Do you guys keep in touch?

[graveflowers]

[She shrugs, noncommittal.]

[shootfirst]

Hey, no judging. I get it. It's kinda hard, keeping up with anybody who doesn't live the life.

[graveflowers]

[Another shrug, congrats Kat, you have found one of Vi's least favorite subjects -- her failure as a friend.]

Yeah.

[shootfirst]

I guess in that regard I was lucky not to have left many behind.

[graveflowers]

[Considering all Vi had was Jess... well, she can pretend to be comforted. Pretend badly, at least. (Bluff 5)]

Anyway, yeah. If England could get a decent beach, it'd be sweet.

[shootfirst]

Or some better slopes.

[graveflowers]

Yes, also a valid concern. Though, I guess Switzerland is like a block away...

[shootfirst]

Some day I'm just gonna learn a spell to frost a giant snowboarding ramp in the backyard.

[graveflowers]

Some day like next week, right? I think you shouldn't waste time on this one. Not that I would survive a snowboarding ramp, but it would be a hell of a way to die.

[shootfirst]

You could learn. It's totally not that hard.

[graveflowers]

[All the laughter to be had is had.] I can barely walk, sober, without inflicting physical harm on myself or priceless heirlooms. Sometimes I wonder how I survived to adulthood. [She holds up her arm, pointing out a small, barely visible scar near her elbow.] I ran into a wall playing frisbee and broke my arm in three places. [Skilllllllz.]

[shootfirst]

That's what clerics are for.

[graveflowers]

[She makes a face like she doesn't quite believe it.] Actual army of clerics, that's what I need. And maybe not to die in a skiing accident like Sonny Bono.