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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MISSION ♔ meeting with callista pendergast

[moonheart]

[ it's a few hours before the party that they're ushered in to meet the celebrity in question: and when a servant pushes open both doors into the music room, she's sitting on the edge of a table with an earbud hanging out, legs crossed, entirely ignoring everything a very frazzled looking tutor is attempting to tell her about the viola. she doesn't seem to notice their entrance either as she complains:



"You know I have important pre-party set up to be doing, right?" ]

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. ]

IN THE HALL! DRAMATIC SCREAM THREAD!

[sirsolace]

[ solace is by the door out of the ballroom when anyone comes to investigate the scream. it seems that most of the people attending the function either didn't hear, or assume there are teenagers fucking around down there, throwing each other in the pool or something... no one really seems all that concerned, and as it was just the one sound and then stopped, they continue to go about their business.

solace looks to whoever heads over to check it out first. ] Does anyone know who went down that way?