CLOSED ♔ knighting ceremony

[sirsolace]

WHO || Wynn, Astrid, Solace, Fred Jr., Risa Vergara, Anastacia, Alanna, Penelope, Adam, Aedan, Attica, Andrew, Faith, Faye, Fiona, Gus, Lila, various other members of the Dragon's Light [closed]
WHAT || Astrid's full Knighting ceremony; induction into the Dragon's Light
WHERE || Knight's Headquarters, the Great Hall
WHEN || April 30th, evening (forward dated)
HOW || Actionspam

Unlike the grandiose nature of the squiring ceremony each Knight undergoes upon their initial entrance into the Knighthood, the graduation to Full Knight status takes place in a much more intimate affair, between the Knight, their mentor, invited friends, and the members of the sect to which they will be inducted. There's no pompous music, no stolid rank and file, no elaborate march.

Astrid's invitees are given seats of honor at the front of the ranks of the Dragon's Light members - a comparatively small sect, and Fred Jr., Wynn, and the incredibly stoic Sir Solace, section head of the Light, wait up at the front of the room for Astrid to approach them, but the attitude of the ceremony is much more relaxed, full of smiles and light conversation on all sides. Of course, when Wynn speaks, people still hush. It's just how he rolls.

"Approach and kneel, Sir Madchen."

Comments

[ex_psionic439]

Easy there. [We don't want her head getting bigger than his rite.]

[pathology]

Whaaat? It is! I have a cool life.

[ex_psionic439]

No arguments here, Mrs. Hasseloff.

[pathology]

Ugh, gross! Shut up or we aren't going anywhere after this.

[ex_psionic439]

Never gonna live it down. [Sry, boo.]

so losing this one was totally my fault whoops

[pathology]

I'll give you head trauma until you forget about it.

w2g.

[ex_psionic439]

Sounds kinky.

i know .o.

[pathology]

You think blunt force trauma is kinky?

[ex_psionic439]

You smacking me around? A little, yeah. We live in a pretty fucked up world. [He's seen some shit ok. On the internet. Seriously there's all kinds of kinks out there udek, gurl.] What can I say, I'm a product of my environment.

[pathology]

Cool. [ she places her hand against the back of his neck, s-so romantically ... and then digs her nails into his skin. it's ok don't worry she has the strength of a housecat. (str 7) ]

[ex_psionic439]

[Damn gurl, you really know to work dem kitty scratches. It was probably supposed to hurt but it actually feels kinda nice.] We should probably wait until your party's over.

[pathology]

We probably have to clear out soon anyway. There's another knighting like, right after mine. How lame is that?

[ex_psionic439]

Seriously? What is this, one of those drive through wedding chapels in Vegas? [That sounded ghetto as hell.]

[pathology]

I know, right? Maybe Wynn has a spa day tomorrow or something that he couldn't cancel for whoever's next.

[ex_psionic439]

It probably wouldn't look too good if you dipped out on your own party anyway. [In other words, he guesses they can wait for Wynn to wrap this shit up and recycle the refreshments for the next reservation.]

[pathology]

Pffft, like I care. I do what I want.

[ex_psionic439]

Oh, is that right? [Like he ain't already convinced.]

[pathology]

[big grin.] Absolutely.

[ex_psionic439]

Alright, big shot. So what are we waiting for?

[pathology]

Nothing. [w/e just gonna drag him out of her own party now. she wasn't fronting, she literally doesn't give a shit lmfao.]

[ex_psionic439]

[Bye, bitches. Enjoy the rest of your evening. Adam knows he and Astrid sure will.]