knightsoflegend | after-party ♔ july

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after-party ♔ july

♬ 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.

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[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?

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.

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?

[ 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.

Edited 2013-07-08 02:47 (UTC)

[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.

[ 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.

God you are such an ass. Why do you do this, huh? You think if you're an asshole I'm just going to go away and cry about it?

[Spoilers, frustrated tears are already beading up around her eyes, hands clenched into fists at her side. and yeah, she's definitely screaming now.]

SCREW YOU, ANTHONY.

I don't know what you're trying to prove with this whole stupid act but it's stupid. You're not doing anyone any favors. Happily ever after is for children's books but you could have at least let a fucking chance of some kind of enjoyable, hell, even happy things happen before you threw in the towel at the first sign of anything possibly not going away.

[ Yep, all according to plan. This is going splendidly, so of course Anthony is feeling pretty shit about himself right about now. Is that stopping him at all? Nope. ]

And maybe you could learn to take a fucking hint. Not taking no for an answer is not even charming in fiction so you bet your tiny ass it's nothing but obnoxious in reality.

[He had to. He just had to throw tiny in there didn't he. A great big ball of stressed out, upset and desperately confused Chai makes for a dangerous combination and before she even realizes she's doing it she is throwing a punch at him and.... failing spectacularly. Her swing misses his face and hits his shoulder at an odd and ineffective angle, sending her falling shoulder first into his chest.

And of course, she's pissed at him so she struggles away and shoves him to push herself back, landing on her ass because she is the epitome of grace right now.

She just sits there on the floor and glares at him like it's all his fault because at this point IT FUCKING IS.]

And not taking a hint that a girl might actually like you is even dumber. You want me to go, then fucking fine. You get your wish. Enjoy the party, Anthony. Maybe you'll get lucky and fall on your stupid face.

[She struggles to her feet and the glare doesn't go away.]

I hope you're as miserable as you try to make everyone else around you.

[And unless someone says something else stupid she storms off with a shouted Asshole for good measure. Pretty sure a good number of people are staring after the screaming match.]

[ There is a moment when she falls where Anthony's act just fails completely and you see nothing but concern on his face as he stumbles back a step after being shoved, still sort of reaching for her to maybe stop her from crashing to the floor.

Alas, he doesn't manage to be helpful at all and then she's glaring at him and he just... has to see this whole stupid thing through now so he he glares right back.

He doesn't say anything though, he just lets her storm off since his work seems to be pretty much done, and then he goes to pour himself another drink. He deserves the awkwardness of remaining in the room full of people who have all seen him be a massive prick. ]

Edited 2013-07-08 03:26 (UTC)

[It wasn't like he could avoid seeing that little scene, or at the very least, the tail end of it. He hasn't had too much time with his newest squire (or his last one for that matter. The responsibility has been spread pretty thin on his end, which he doesn't mind).

When the girl walks off, Thoster realizes that this is probably where he's meant to check on her and make sure she's okay. He might have been meant to do that before, but he can't exactly undo it now, can he? He cuts through the crowd to catch her just outside the ballroom.]

Whoa... hold on there, lass!

[There are definitely tears in Chai's eyes that she is trying to wipe away on her wrist when he catches her in the quieter volume of the hallway. She can't stop the slight sniffle.

She looks at him a bit confused and then rubs her eyes again and looks away.]

Guess I kind of made a mess of everything, tonight.

[No really. First the ceremony and then the party.]

[If there's one thing Thoster can stand, it's a pretty girl crying. He reaches out and puts a hand on both of her upper arms.]

Hardly. These stuffy old parties need a bit of livening up from time to time. I think you might've woken some of the older knights from taking their monthly celebratory nap. [He gives her a smile, trying to coax one out of her.] I only wanted to come out and make sure you're alright. I'm not sure what that was back there, but I can only imagine he wasn't exactly exercising his sense of chivalry.

Just say the word and I'll lay the lad out like someone should've years ago.

[She holds her own arms in a slight gesture of self comforting, crossing them across her chest as she smiles a little at him, taking a forced steadying breath.]

That's okay. I think I'd just feel worse if someone else hit him.

[Since she failed spectacularly at landing that punch.]

He's an idiot and maybe if no one punches him out he can spend the rest of the night realizing what a stupid jerk he's being.

[Yeah there is still a lot of fire burning just under her words but she's obviously making an effort at not flying off the handle again. She doesn't usually do this sort of thing, and it kind of shows in how bipolar her anger is. She's flopping between wanting to go apologize and wanting to go back in and punch his stupid face in. Her hands are still white knuckled, fingers digging a little too hard into her own skin.

What is this anger and how does he make her so irrational with it. She's staring at the floor now, hugging herself a little tighter.]

I didn't really mean to cause a scene

[And then she did exactly that. Twice.]

Edited 2013-07-08 04:08 (UTC)

[Thoster rubs his hands against the girl's arms for a moment, then pulls away and studies her. She's certainly gotten herself all worked up over the the boy, but who is he to judge? He's fought men and women alike for less than the two had fought in the ballroom.]

Between you and me, I always mean to cause a scene, but I'm not always very successful. You've saved me the trouble of failing, and I really do owe you for it.

[He puts a hand on her back, up between her shoulder blades and guides her down the hall.]

Come, lass- We'll get you some fresh air to clear your head. If that doesn't work, I'll find some ale to wash it away.

[When in doubt, booze- Pirate logic.]

[Oh, all right. He doesn't have to twist her arm too hard. She wanted to get out and away from the ballroom and anywhere near Anthony, anyway.

She smiles a little more genuine this time, with a nod. A walk might help her clear all that anger out of her head.]

Alright. That sounds like a good idea.

There's a girl. [Thoster says with an approving smile. He leads her around to the nearest exit to the outdoors, but it will be a bit of a walk until then.]

I suppose we can use this as that orientation sort of bit I'm meant to do with you, hm? [In all the craziness, did she remember that she had a Knight that would be monitoring her progress, helping her along?] Any questions so far? Besides the best places to sock a bastard like the one back there.

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