massachusetts ♔ a little partial for beautiful girls | even if their blood runs blue

[moonheart]

♬ She Just Killing Me - ZZ Top

WHO || Solace, Thoster, Faith, Phineas, Sydney, Lissa
WHAT || The Knights act as bodyguards for a celebrity with a very unusual stalker...
WHERE || Massachusetts, USA
WHEN || August 16th, evening [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

[ the pendergast manor is a sprawling sight, impressive even to those who live in the world's most ridiculously sized castle. the whole place has a sort of country club air, and white gloved butlers escort the little troupe of knights through the halls, past expensive paintings and all the other old money trappings. ]

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the party ♔

[moonheart]

[ as the guests arrive, everyone wanders into the ballroom where an impressive and delicious spread is... although not really anything special to them since they see better at squiring parties all the time, woops.

the party isn't particularly huge, and there's an interesting mix of guests. feel free to make threads below about who your character(s) will approach and/or what their party strategy is.

guests:
a pair of wealthy looking ladies complete with fur stoles (here and here) who travel around the room together, gossiping about everyone else
an ancient looking dowager, who looks scandalized by what callista's wearing
her husband, who is legitimately wearing a monocle
callista's angry drunken uncle and entirely put out aunt who is done with his shit
a young, stupidly attractive guy in a leather jacket who may or may not be a pop star
his unshaved asshole entourage of dudebros

and various and sundry less interesting looking types. ]

[lastdragomir]

[ stupidly attractive, you say? consider lissa there. she knows her talents, and besides healing -- cute guys are her talent. that and she has a weird aversion to older men for some reason she can't name that makes her feel like choking (sorry solace), so she is steering clear of the old lady and her husband and the drunk guy. and frankly, she feels like if someone is stalking the socialite, people her own age would be a decent choice. and a decent cover would be a popular hottie. cute guy and his posse it is.

adjusting her dress, she plucks an hor d'oeuvre off the table and fiddles it between her fingers, delicately moving closer to said attractive guy. ] Excuse me, could you pass me a napkin?

[moonheart]

[ he turns to regard her coolly, as if he can't believe she's asking him to hand her something but he seems less bothered when she's an attractive young woman. ]

Yeah, sure. [ he reaches over and snatches one between two fingers. ] Haven't seen you around before.

[lastdragomir]

I haven't been here before. [ she smiles, turning on the charm. (charisma 25, hey there) ] I live in England, I don't often get to visit Callista.

[moonheart]

[ well, as he gets a closer look at her, he looks suitably dumbstruck, grinning back. ] England, huh?

And how do you girls know each other?

[lastdragomir]

[ yes, good. she shrugs, lightly, in an absentminded way, as if the circumstances didn't matter. ] A mutual friend introduced us. I think he thought Callista might help me get back to my roots. [ another smile, gently wry, because something so down to earth seems just a bit ridiculous. but this place... is lissa's roots. ]

[moonheart]

You've got some pretty nice roots. [ he gives her an appallingly gross once-over. ] Nice stems, too.

[bluffcheck]

[Thoster may have lied when he said that he'd be at Faith's side for the entire evening. The gossiping women in fancy fur catch his eye. He feigns a kiss to Faith's cheek to let her know where he'll be and crosses the room towards the women.]

Ladies... might I say that you look exquisite this evening. [Charisma check, natural 20. I cannot make this shit up. The smile he turns on must light up like a fucking Christmas tree.] I noticed you from across the way and just had to come over and say so.

[moonheart]

[ the ladies exchange glances and giggles, very ostensibly eyeing thoster up. ]

Well, aren't you a sweet talker.

[bluffcheck]

Just an admirer of true beauty. Allow me to introduce myself... Victor Vondrazledorf [Seriously, Faith. What the fuck are you smoking?? Oh also I guess he needs a bluff check since that is... not his name... Bluff 28.] at your service.

[moonheart]

[ one of the women arches a brow. ]

Such an ... interesting name.

[bluffcheck]

My mother had a terrible sense of humor- or perhaps she was cross with my father for marrying into that mouthful.

[...I'm not even touching that one.]

[moonheart]

I'm Claudia, and this is Erika. [ she holds out a hand loosely. ] And you have good taste, Victor.

[celerystick]

[Sydney is going to go hang out with Monocle guy, because he looks wise and intelligent.]

Hello.

[She says with an awkward smile. Who thought sending her to a social function would be smart again?]

[moonheart]

[ not only wise and intelligent, but remarkably stuffy as well! he lets out a hrmph noise, and adjusts the monocle, looking down his nose at her. ]

Hello. And you are?

[celerystick]

[They can be stuffy together...or something.]

Sarah, sir. Sarah Melbourne.

[Bluff...9. Hopefully she just comes off as nervous in crowds? l o l]

[moonheart]

[ i guess so because he got a mighty 7! ]

Hmmmm, of the Pittsburgh Melbournes?

[celerystick]

[She just nods, hoping this doesn't get her into trouble.]

Yes, sir.

[moonheart]

Well, well, they're practically like distant family! Tell me, how is old Benny?

I REQUIRE MORE PARTY THREADS

[bluffcheck]

[After his wager is struck with Claudia and Erika, Thoster takes himself back out into the crowd. He sort of just lingers around before he turns to see the angry uncle. He doesn't know how much information he might be able to get out of him or his exasperated wife, but it's at least worth a shot to avoid them from making a scene.

He's charitable that way.]

Lovely party, isn't it? [He says in his usual friendly tone.]

[sirsolace]

[ angry uncle takes a sizable gulp of wine, and start pouring himself more. ]

Says who?

[bluffcheck]

Well, I happen to be enjoying myself. Sorry to hear if you're not- both of you. [He nods to the uncle and gives a tiny trace of a smile to the aunt, almost apologetic that she's dealing with this brute.]

[sirsolace]

[ she casts a side glance between thoster and the uncle, as if wondering whether it's alright for her to respond. he speaks right over her, however, before she can decide. ] Only here to keep peace in the family. Never hear the end of it otherwise. Damn spoiled brat.

[bluffcheck]

She does seem a bit... particular, doesn't she? [He has a bit of amusement to his tone.]

[sirsolace]

Particular. [ he lets out a dry harrumph. his wife mumbles something about going to powder her nose and slips away from him in the direction of the bathrooms. ] She's rotten, through and through.