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

[lastdragomir]

No! [Oh that came out sort of loud and aghast. Very aghast. Clearly not too fond of that name. But she rushes to make up for her outburst, with a sheepish but friendly smile.] Sorry! It's just... Lissa, please. No one calls me Vasilisa, thank god.

[astrae]

[Diana smiles apologetically in return -- it's her mistake of course, not Lissa's -- and repeats Lissa to herself quietly, before nodding.] It's kind of a mouthful, isn't it?

[lastdragomir]

Its a family name, unfortunately, though I can think of a hundred other family names less... that. [And then as if to make Diana feel less bad, because it wasn't as if she knew, Lissa adds:] I almost corrected Wynn, during the ceremony. Wouldn't that have been the worst?

[Even thinking about it brings a hink of pink to her cheeks.]

Oh I never asked your name, Diana, right?

[astrae]

[She grimaces in sympathy, trying to imagine what it would be like to carry a family name and then wondering whether she does because of course: she can't remember.] Oh, I don't know. I'm sure you could have been quiet enough about it that only the rest of us would've heard you.

[Her answering nod is accompanied by a sort of warm sureness in her chest. Talking to Lissa has been the most comfortable part of the evening by far.] Sort of old-fashioned, but at least it's short, right?

[lastdragomir]

[Lissa glances over that the tall man with the long, silvery hair that had just recently allowed her to join their ranks by putting a sword perilously close to her throat... Her head shakes quickly, setting her hair flying before she sweeps it back over her shoulder.] He is... sort of... [What is a nice way to say she is appropriately intimidated by him?] Awe inspiring. I don't think I could have actually gotten the correction out of my mouth.

[And Lissa ain't timid.]

I think it suits you. I could see you as a nature goddess. [Her smile is sure, and she sure is a dork. (Int 16 -- she doesn't actually know what Diana was the goddess of...)]

[astrae]

[That’s putting it lightly, she thinks, and nods in agreement. Wynn’s silver hair and sharp eyes remind her of someone, but every time she tries to think of who it could be, her temples throb and she gives up. Clearly, Wynn is just… Wynn.] It’s probably a requirement; I’m not sure how he’d be able to keep so many people in line, otherwise. [And looking around the ballroom confirms that the Knights really do take all sorts.]

Maybe the moon. I'm tall enough for it, right? [She’s gesturing at her silvery-grey dress and smiling back at Lissa who she’s already begun to consider a friend.]

[lastdragomir]

Yes, the moon! [She grins, like how handy is it that Diana figured out what she meant because that was it, perfectly.]