after-party ♔ july

[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!)
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || July 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

[spiritualdebris]

[ (Disguise check 10) Anthony consciously chose a suit that is just a little bit too big for him, so rather than enhance the shape of his body it mostly hides it more than anything else. His shoulders are a little hunched and he's generally looking extremely uncomfortable where he's leaning against a wall, one hand tucked into one of the pockets of his trousers and the other holding a glass containing a larger amount of whisky than it should. It doesn't look sophisticated so much as it looks as if he really wants to drown his sorrows, and fast. ]

[juststories]

[Chai found a pretty little black and white dress in exactly her size, much to her surprise (24 Disguise check). Unfortunately, no one was really going to get to enjoy her fancy dress, because Chai is still in a huff from the ceremony and picks Tony out of the crowd almost immediately, storming right up to him.]

Hey, you.

[Yep. Enjoy this, Anthony. For the moment she's still mostly confused but we can count on you to piss her off, can't we? Of course we can.]

What was the big deal in there, you didn't have to be like that.

[spiritualdebris]

[ Okay, so she's looking... nice.

No, that's a lie, she's gorgeous. Well isn't that just great. Nothing better than having the girl who stood you up come to a party looking like a dream come true.

For a couple of moments he just... looks at her. It's not quite staring, he's just sort of taking the sight of her in while he waits for his heart to slow down a little because yes, it did start racing just a little when she showed up looking like that.

None of this is of course making him particularly inclined to play nicely because quite frankly it's absolutely terrifying so he needs to just nip this whole thing in the bud. She did him a favor when she stood him up. No, really.

Finally he just downs that whole drink he was holding in one go, his expression turning harsh and unfriendly. ]

Oh, I'm sorry for not being polite enough when you humiliated me in front of absolutely everyone there.

[juststories]

I was surprised to see you. Sorry we can't all be as smooth as you are. Sorry I tried to say Hi when I haven't had the chance to talk to you since the whole freak accident.

[Huff huff. forget about the fact that he thinks she stood him up, She lost her phone and didn't have any other way to reach him. Fuck you too, mr genial.]

[spiritualdebris]

Freak accident? Are you fucking serious right now? Look, you don't have to pretend, okay? I get it.

[ Not like he's a catch or anything. The mystery was always why she was so damned determined to get a date with him. ]

Let's just skip the whole "I lost your number" song and dance and move on, all right?

[juststories]

[HEY you don't get to reject her apologies and explanations before she even starts them. NOT COOL ROCKY.]

I didn't lose your number, I lost my phone, asshole. I was coming over here to apologize.

[You make her so angry Tony. It's a rare talent.]

Why do you always have to be such an antagonist. You act like such a jerk. It's stupid.

What is your damage?

[spiritualdebris]

You call that apologizing? 'Hey, you, you didn't have to be like that', that's apologizing?

[ He's good at turning people against him, he's spent years figuring out all the best ways. Right now he's pulling out all the stops, too. He really wants you to never want to lay eyes on him ever again, Chai. ]

Well, consider it not accepted.

[juststories]

I was getting to it

[Voice level rising. Clearly he hasn't figured out yet that he's doing all the wrong things to convince her to get away. She saw his true colors in there. She's not giving up until she brings them back out again.]

You didn't even give me a chance. You just went right on and made stupid ass assumptions because you know everything don't you?

[spiritualdebris]

[ And he will just keep doing all that he can to convince her that this is his true self and whatever she thought she saw in him before was just a fluke. ]

Oh right, the correct assumption to make when a girl pesters you for a date and then doesn't show up and never calls is of course that she's had a "freak accident".

[ His voice is just going to climb in volume to match hers now, because nothing says "party" like a good shouting match, right? ]

I'm sorry, I promise to tell the next guy you decide to screw over to file a fucking missing persons report.

[juststories]

[This is just going to keep escalating, because every time he raises his voice, she is going to raise hers.]

Yeah actually. It is. If I hadn't wanted to go on a date with you I wouldn't have pestered you. Girls only stand a guy up if they didn't want to go on the date in the first place and obviously I did or I wouldn't have ASKED YOU.

[She throws her arms up with exasperation.]

Maybe you SHOULD HAVE. I could have died. Why the heck do you think I am even here? Obviously they got you too so something freaky had to happen to you. Why is it so hard for you to believe I lost my stupid phone.

[spiritualdebris]

[ Well let's turn up the volume another notch then, shall we? ]

I don't give a shit about your fucking phone, all right? You did the both of us a huge favor because what the fuck did you think was going to happen anyway? Hearts and flowers and happily ever after? You think you were going to fix me? THINK. AGAIN.

[bittersweeter]

[It doesn't take Lila all that long to spot the new boy. It is refreshing to have fresh meat around when it is in the shape of one very, very pretty boy. She swans over with her heels clacking against the hardwood and sidles up beside him like it ain't no thang. Her smile is sweet but devious and she gives him an obvious once over, reaching into his personal space to pluck at the lapel of his over large suit jacket with her thumb and forefinger. Her nose wrinkles.]

Oh sweetheart. This is not a stellar first impression.

[spiritualdebris]

[ Well it kind of is a thang when Tony is the one you're sidling up to because he has a giant personal bubble problem, and he didn't see her coming. All of this adds up to him visibly twitching when suddenly there's a person where previously there wasn't one, and when she touches him he quickly steps away. ]

The oath said "fight evil", not "be a snappy dresser".

[ Yeah, he might be bad at first impressions, but he's terrible at second ones. ]

[bittersweeter]

[She has that effect. And considering it's Lila, who basically thrives in antagonism? He hasn't done much damage to the first impression. Once you've spent time with Cassel, a socially stunted monkey would have a decent first impression.]

Well you're obviously not headed towards the Dragon's Tongue. But it is your party. I think putting some effort into your appearance would be a sign of respect, though. You know, to your superiors? [She waves a hand in the general direction of where Wynn is being Wynn.] The ones who went out of their way to put this on for you so you can meet your fellow knights and squires under the auspices of alcohol and lowered inhibitions.

[spiritualdebris]

[ At least the socially stunted monkey has the excuse of, well, being a monkey. ]

I didn't ask them to throw a party, and you know, I don't think I want to know what that guy's face looks like if he thinks you're looking fine this evening, so I'm pretty content with my choice of clothing, thanks.

[ 'That guy' being Wynn, since Lila had been indicating him. ]

[bittersweeter]

No, you're right, you didn't. But they could have just left you on the street instead of accepting you into their ranks with open arms and free room and board. [aka show some gratitude, bitch. Which, of course, she says with her sweet little smile.

She just doesn't touch the Wynn part because a. that's really gross, thanks, and b. she looks gorgeous, dwi.]

[spiritualdebris]

Yes, they could have left me on the street, and then I would have walked down that street back to my apartment.

[ Aka gratitude for what? Apparently these people want him here, that doesn't mean he owes them anything beyond doing the job he's agreed to do. ]

[bittersweeter]

[Whateves.]

You could make the best of living rent free. Or you could just be sullen and grumpy, whatever, your choice. [Ew.]

[spiritualdebris]

[ He takes a swig of his drink to wash down the bitter taste of once more accomplishing his goal of making anyone he meets have a low opinion of him. ]

We can't all have your legs, I'd look ridiculous in that dress.

[bittersweeter]

Don't sell yourself short. You've got the right coloring. Probably not half bad under that suit either.

[sirstickuphisass]

[ it's ok, tony, eric doesn't look he has any idea what to do with a suit either, so it has the appearance of being hastily slapped on (disguise 7). he does give him a judgmental look as he glances at the alcohol. ]

You do realize this is supposed to be the easy part?

[spiritualdebris]

There's probably someone out there who thinks brain surgery is easy, doesn't mean I do.

[ The judgmental look only makes Tony take a demonstratively large gulp of whiskey. ]

[sirstickuphisass]

Well, dealing with people is just part of the job.

[spiritualdebris]

Then Wynn must've been fucking high when he decided I'd be a good fit for it.

[sirstickuphisass]

Wynn knows what he's doing.