after-party ♔ april

[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 || April 1st, 2014, 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.

Comments

[bigbad]

Good thing I'm not most men. [He lets her pull him out onto the dance floor, but it's probably a good thing she's leading since he got a dance check of 3. Sorry about your toes, Dumage....]

[postergirl]

Most men can tell their left from their right, I think. [ yeah she's just gonna... stop that and reposition his hands b/c with that check they are not even in the right place. ]

[bigbad]

I'm not much of a dancer, usually. [He gives her an apologetic look as she adjusts his hands.] I'm more about the violence than the grace.

[postergirl]

Something charmingly masculine in that, at least. [ it's ok she's got this, with her ... dance of 21, she'll even make it look like she's not leading, spike. ]

[bigbad]

[Aww, Dumage, bb. So sweet. He's more than happy to let her lead, and he finds himself even enjoying himself.]

[postergirl]

After talking to Finnick, I'm almost loath to ask. But how well are you keeping it together, in the wake of all this... mission nonsense?

[bigbad]

Well, I'm not drunk off my arse most of the time. So I think I'm dealing a bit better than he is. [No, really, he's okay. Except for all the jealousy and heartbreak.]

[postergirl]

Can vampires even be affected by alcohol?

[bigbad]

We can if we try hard enough. [He grins.] Vampire constitution. Not always a good thing. But that's what fey wine's for, right?

[postergirl]

You'll have to forgive me for being glad you're not a functioning alcoholic. I'm not in the mood to be anyone's designated driver. Particularly when someone's rigging our cars to kill us.

[ ♬ bloodstream - stateless

before he can respond to the joke, however, spike is greeted with a sudden, intense pain in his skull, akin to what happens when he harms a human, except that it feels worse. and it comes out of literally nowhere. ]

[bigbad]

[WHAT THE HELL HE ISN'T THAT BAD A DANCER. He starts blinking, confused for a moment, before grabbing his head and screaming like his head's being torn in half. Since that's... what it feels like.]

[postergirl]

[ dumage is just gonna... stare for a second, because what the actual fuck. ] Spike?

[bigbad]

[He grips her hand so hard she might need a cleric (str 21) as he tries to stay upright.]

My... head... [In case the screaming and grabbing it didn't tip her off.]

[postergirl]

[ she tries to wrench her hand away because he's hurting her, but she can't, so instead she grabs his shoulder and looks over her own, calling desperately: ] What are you standing there for? Where's a cleric?

[trebond]

[ alanna returns from her tour with myri to find dumage shouting. what a pleasure. her eyes widen when she sees spike screaming and she immediately pushes through dancing couples to run to their side. ]

Mithros. [ she swears, reaching a hand out to touch spike as if to calm him. she isn't using magic yet, but turns to dumage. ] What happened? [ if there is anything magic about this shit that will kill a healer U BEST TELL HER NOW. which is a legitimate concern given that there's no blood. ]

[postergirl]

He simply started screaming. [ she shakes her head, agitated. ] We were just talking.

[ she does see fit to note: ] He's... he's a vampire, I don't know if that affects any of your whatever-you-will.

[bigbad]

[At least Spike has the presence of mind to let go of Dumage's poor hand, finally, but mostly only so he can hold onto his poor head with both hands.] Oh, bloody hell...

[trebond]

I-I've no idea if it does.

[ LUCKY SPIKE. alanna has never encountered a vampire before, and she looks considerably alarmed. but the obvious answer is to try healing him of whatever it is, so she rests her hands on him - one on his back, one on his upper arm - and lets her Gift flow out of her into him, purple energy emanating from her and pouring into him (cure moderate wounds +16 hp). ]

[bigbad]

[He lets out another scream of pain and glowers up at her.]

Don't they train you people at all? I'm a bloody vampire, holy magic hurts me!

[trebond]

Swell. If you're such a big bad vampire, perhaps you could stop screaming for a moment and tell me how it is I'm expected to help you if I don't know what's wrong.

[postergirl]

At least take him somewhere to... lie down or something. [ s-so demanding ]

[bigbad]

Just make the pain stop! [His head hurts too much for him to focus on talking.]

[trebond]

[ yeah, apple has probably figured out an app for that, but the great mother goddess that alanna worships certainly doesn't have a spell for it. alanna does have one foolproof method, tho ... she clocks spike with a right hook (atk 25, dmg ...4. which is not massive at all and will not knock him out like she'd hoped it might). ]

[postergirl]

[ dumage's jaw drops open, and she grabs alanna by the shoulder to try to spin her around. ] What are you doing?

[trebond]

There's no magic to take his pain without knowing what causes it. He obviously can't be healed now, but if he's unconscious, at least he won't be feeling it.