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

[nothingsodivine]

Oh, I believe you. [He was not-actually-dating the daughter of a goddess, Hook. Shit happens.] Just working my head around it.

[unhand]

I take it you're not from the Shadow World? Or any other?

[nothingsodivine]

Nope. Born and raised in this one.

[unhand]

Convenient, that. No pesky loss of memory or people thinking you're from a storybook.

[nothingsodivine]

[AH. HAH. HAH. No loss of memory. yeah sure. Granted that is a completely... different kind of memory loss. Called BEING OLD.]

Yeah, that whole veil-induced amnesia thing's a bitch, ain't it?

[unhand]

Aye. I do believe I've retained most of it, but how can I know for sure?

[He does know for sure some things he's forgotten, of course. And he knows it's big. Anything else must be rather small.]

[nothingsodivine]

You ever get deja vu?

[This question relates, he swears.]

[unhand]

[...that sure came out of nowhere.]

What?

[nothingsodivine]

You know, like you've been in this situation or place before. You feel like something relates to you, but you can't place why.

[He shoves a quiche in his mouth.] That's probably how you tell when you've forgotten something.