knightsoflegend | after-party ♔

♬ 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 || January 1st, 2013, 6:00PM [backdated]
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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You're different. You treat me like shit because you love me, not because you think you're better than me.

[That's it. That's the friendship.]

They don't all feel like that. Generalize much?

I wasn't aware you'd taken a poll.

Fred? He likes everyone. Dovan is the nicest bloke possible. Finn likes you, he just doesn't use his words. Sir Lanston Charles Montgomery Wingates Wellington hates everyone by equal measure so you cannae actually count him. If you really want to generalize a sect thinking you're bollocks then it's the Dragon's Fire, we're all arseholes. Or you lot, thinking we're all idiots. [ so there, andrew. ]

[She's right about some of them. Probably. But Andrew just keeps his eyes stubbornly forward and mouth shut. It's not really about any of the people in the Hide. His mother had been part of the sect, after all. He's just compared himself to them for his entire life- or rather, he compared himself to his younger brother his entire life. Adam just happened to end up in the Hide. It'll always be a sore spot for him.]

[ his inferiority complex makes her want to punch him (mostly because it so resembles her own), but she refrains. YES, SHE IS NOT GOING TO PUNCH HIM.

w o w. ] No, Rose, don't smell chips. Don't do it! [ but of course rose smells chips, as one does when the world ends, and now ella wants chips. ] They need to put a chippie in the kitchen, I swear.

[Is the only reason she refrains because her cat is covering his junk? He notices how she drops the subject and appreciates it. Silently.]

Be pretty great, wouldn't it? [Pause while he continues to be impulsive with his bestie right now.] Wanna make a run?

[Video games, sci fi, and now potentially a run for chips??? wild and crazy night for these two.]

[ she could punch him in the face, y'know. she's just comfy. but chips on the other hand, way more important than violence. ] Yes!

[Not his beautiful faaaaace. Pausing Netflix, he taps the cat in his lap on the nose.]

Want to come with, fucker? [This trio is just full of love.]

[ aodhagán hisses companionably, whisking his tail up to smack andrew in the face before he leaps gracefully to the floor and heads to the door, looking back like why the fuck aren't you basic bitches moving? LET'S GO, PEOPLE. ]

You're emotionally abusive, you are. [ ella grumbles a little as she gets up, flipping off the cat. but she's getting chips so see if she really gives many a fucks. ]

[Andrew sputters to make sure that there's no fluffy fur in his mouth. But he should have expected that. With both the cat and Ella up and off the couch, Andrew can also get up and head for the garage.]

Physically, too, but he learned that from the best.

That's true, I am rather brilliant.

No arguments there.

[AND THEN THEY GOT TO THE GARAGE. Grabbing the keys for one of the cars, Andrew unlocks it and gets in the driver's side. He waits for the other two to climb in before starting it up.]

Sort of want to eat my weight in chips. Sounds like a good life choice.

[And away they go! Andrew is a decent driver (drive 13) so fear not for your lives, darlings.]

[ it pleases her that he agrees with her brilliance. she curls up in the seat and the cat climbs into her lap and spends the whole ride staring pensively out the window like a hipster on a bus in the rain. this cat. idefk. ]

I think you might die of high colesterol but it'd be delcious in the end.

Not that concerned with living to be a hundred or anything anyway.

[And as soon as the words are out of his mouth, he feels bad... and dumb... and bad dumb. Because she just got back from burying her parents. Smooth work, Gatewood.]

Might not make it to thirty with that attitude. [ she doesn't give a fuck, tbh. about his lack of smooth. her parents were old when they took her and finn in, they were very old when they died. good lives, they had. ] Me? I'm gonna live for hundreds of years, there's probably spells out there for that.

[ and leprechaun genes. BUT SHE IS NOT A LEPRECHAUN. ]

[Andrew is not a moron and knows better than to make leprechaun jokes while he's driving. That's a great way to get them ditched off the side of the road.]

Could always use those spells on me. But that means putting up with me for a few hundred more years. There'd be plenty of chips, though.

Gotta learn 'em first. [ which means yes, she will certainly keep her bestie for hundreds of years, kthnx. ]

Which means you might have to stop finding new ways to hurt me so you can learn the ones to keep me alive. Somehow I don't see you taking a break from it.

[He gives her a mocking smile before pulling in.]

Just want the biggest order they've got?

Maybe two of. [ and yeah right, she will never stop abusing him. he knows her very well. ]

Two's good. [FOUR IT IS. They can carb load and then nap.]

[ yeah, ella is gonna stay in the car while he does the ordering because she can. and it's chilly and she probably forgot a coat like a dumbass. and the cat will cry. so, have at andrew. she shoos him. ] Go on then!

[Grumbling, he gets out and braves the cold to get a huge fucking pile of chips jfc. He's not even ashamed, though. And eventually he comes back and dumps a bag on Ella's lap, because she and the cat can be a shelf while he drives their asses back to the castle.]

Just don't eat them all before we get back. Mine are in there too.

I'm not gonna! [ she might, but she wills up the effort to look THOROUGHLY AFFRONTED at the insinuation. how dare you. ]

[Probably a pretty uneventful drive back to the castle, tbh. When they get back and settle back in the rec room, Andrew pipes up]

So you talk to Wynn about sending you out on missions or anything?

after-party ♔

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