after-party ♔

[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 || 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.

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wynn ♔ (ota.)

[wynn]

[ your fearless leader awaits. ]

[supportingcharacter]

[Guess who definitely is approaching said fearless leader regardless of his intimidating greatness? If you guessed Matthew, you guessed correctly. He looks mildly apprehensive, but over all, seems to be in high spirits with an air of curiosity.]

Good Evening, Sir Wynn.

Matthew - the man of the hour - Tobey (ota)

[supportingcharacter]

[Actual freaking Nat 20 over here, but he chose a simple suit with a dress shirt, no ties or extra additions. He looks comfortable, at ease and in his element.

And Matthew, rather than feeling intimidated, is quite enthralled by the fact that this squiring party is essentially, all for him. It should be overwhelming, but he's fascinated and he's been in high spirits since arriving at the frankly, exceptionally impressive castle.

He is, more than anything, interested in mingling. And as a result, he tries to introduce himself to as many people as possible or just generally mingle. So he might be lingering near the edge of your conversation, looking interested, or he might walk right on up with a friendly smile and a glass of something sparkling in his hand.]

I feel a bit like the odd man out. Everyone more or less knows my name, and I have not yet been introduced to, from the looks of it, nearly the entirety of the guest list.

Would you mind helping me out a little, there?

Jeesh, finally got the link to work!

[attollores]

[Alainn smiles at his approach, remembering how it felt to be the new fish in the big pond. Fortunately for her she actually remembered to get dressed up for this shindig,and with a 19 disguise check she doesn't look all that bad herself.]

Aye, I guess I could give ye a bit of help. [She extends her hand, bright green eyes flashing amusement.] Sir Alainn O'Rourke, member of the Dragon's Fire. It's a pleasure to meet you Matthew.

those pesky links

[supportingcharacter]

[Matthew's smile brightens and he takes her hand, ever the gentleman of course, he will potentially get himself in trouble when, rather than shake, he gives the back of her hand a light kiss with a bow of his head.

It isn't even that he's a ladies' man, it's just all this fancy ceremonial knights and squires thing is going to his head.]

The pleasure is mutual, Sir Alainn.

[He straightens and releases her hand.]

And the help would be very much appreciated. I haven't had much time to get to know the castle or the people here. It's been something of a wild week.

Which ...[Branch? Sect?] Division are the Knights of the Dragon's fire, if you don't mind my curiosity?

Ella Bo Bella | ota

[sorceresslite]

[ yo bitches, ella is all up in you. the short redhead is mainlining the whiskey over here. and for some miraculous reason she's rolled a nat 20 so she looks beautiful in her pink dress, if not slightly sad. COME MEET HER. ]

[badexample]

[Andrew looks... like he always does (disguise 10). He's not even sure why he's here, really, but all of those thoughts and awkwardness disappear when he's struck with a case of HOLY SHIT IS THAT ELLA?!?!

He crosses the room with long strides and doesn't even say hello before he literally picks her up into a bear hug and squeezes the hell out of her.

Welcome back, leprechaun.]

.

[attollores]

[ Alainn chuckles at his kissing her hand, her eyes dancing at the formality. She tucks a stray piece of hair behind her ear, and a spot check of 13 or higher and Matthew would notice the tips are slightly pointed].

Please, just call me Alainn. The title is far too formal after introductions and I'm not one to use it to impress anyone. [She smiles as she says it, her Irish accent much more pronounced as she speaks. With a casual gesture she points to a waiter holding a tray of champagne flutes. Two of them raise up from the tray gently, then after a moment move towards them where Alainn plucks them from the air, holding one out for him.]

The Dragon's Fire is the sect where most magic users belong, aside from the Clerics. I'm a magic user, as just seen. [She takes a small sip of the champagne, her eyes glittering with merriment.]

[sorceresslite]

[ welp, that glass of alcohol is now on the floor, but ella doesn't actually care, wrapping her arms around his neck. (she feels quite tall, this is lovely.) ] Hiya, loser.

[oftheband]

And here I thought she was never without a cheeky smile.

[badexample]

Hey. [No, he's not putting her down yet. Still holding her up, he keeps his chin resting on her shoulder. She's really quite light but after a few more seconds he decides to set her back down.] Glad you're home. Missed you around here.

[sorceresslite]

[ it's funny because she reflexively smiles. she wanted to make a face, but it didn't work. whoops! ] Not had any disorderly knights about to smile at.

[oftheband]

Well, now you'll never be short, comin' back around here.

[sorceresslite]

Missed you, too, much as I loathe you. [ she is so obviously joking about that. well, not the missing part, that's the truth. aside from finn, andrew is the closest thing she has to family. that's why she came back here, to get her family back. ] How was your date?

[ FIRST THINGS FIRST. ]

[sorceresslite]

Yeah, I mean, back two hours and already I've run into one. [ she reaches out with her foot and nudges his shin. ] I hope you've had an absolutely horrid time without me here.

[badexample]

[He actually smiles at the loathing comment. It feels a little more normal, at least.]

It was... [He gets sort of a dreamy look in his eyes. Oh my god how he even describe it.] Great.

[sorceresslite]

Oh my god, you love her. [ she grabs his arm and drags him toward the bar because he killed her drink and she needs it man, she needs it. it's hard being happy when you're actually not. ] Tell me all about her. Now, in loads of detail.

[badexample]

I don't- I don't love her... I just met her! [And now he's being dragged. Yes, back to the normal routine. And just like normal? Cue the babble.] Her name's Bo. She's a Knight. One of the freelance ones? She's really nice and funny and she likes pizza with pepperoni and pineapple. [His favorite okay. It's a thing.] And she can play Time Crisis while fucking blindfolded. And she's so hot, Ella. Like unbelievably hot, like you would think I was pulling your leg if you met her and I said it was her that I went on this date with.

[sorceresslite]

You, my darling, are such a magnificent twat. [ she means this with love, ordering another glass of whiskey and one on the rocks for andrew. seriously though, as always her insults = love. she's only nice to andrew when someone is dead. (so she was probably really nice before she left to go back to her dad.) ] I love freelancers, they're always so exciting. Keep talking, what's she look like?

[oftheband]

Course I have. Have you met these people?

[supportingcharacter]

[Magic. Instantly she has Matthew's attention. He takes the glass, and a sip of his own, with a fascinated eye for her wordless magic. Gesture magic? Mental? Taught or born with it? A myriad of questions bubbles to the surface but he manages, for now, to keep his rampant curiosity in check.]

I don't suppose you happen to be able to read Druidic by any chance?

[Would that ever be helpful. But no, getting ahead of himself.]

That's remarkable, though. What sort of magic user are you? Were you one before you joined the knights?

[Could you teach him some magic of his own? Now that would be useful. All those languages and excellent memory put to better use than solely research and translations. Not that he minded either of those things, but still.

Slow down, Matthew.]

I'm sorry. If I get carried away, just let me know. I find the subject of magic fascinating. The different languages and forms, roots and routes toward it.

There are so many varieties and it seems the Veil is always bringing new kinds, as well-

Ah... There I go again.

[He smiles, just a shade sheepish, and bites his lower lip a little to stop the flow of words, rubbing his hand over his chin a bit. Let the lady at least get a word in. Problems with chatterbox knowledge fountains. Or at least, this one.]

[sorceresslite]

Hi sir. [ she gives the boss a little smile. ] So, I'm back.

[wynn]

One or the other will serve to address me, Sir Tobey.

Congratulations on surviving the ceremony alone.

[badexample]

Shut up. [He says with a small smile, head ducked to hide the blush. He knows well enough to understand that this is better than if she was still being weirdly nice to him.]

About so high. [He holds a hand out around the 5'5" mark.] Long dark hair, gorgeous brown eyes. She's just... freaking perfect.

[supportingcharacter]

Thank you, Sir, and I shall do my best to remember that.

[As if his memory would allow him to forget. Though to be fair, Wynn was just intimidating enough the chance was there.]

It was quite an impressive ceremony. Is it usually just a person or two, or are there generally more squires you take in at a time?