after-party ♔ june

[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 || June 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.

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[mydesigns]

[because she was kidnapped. she spent too much time away from other people, maybe? and now reintegrating is uncomfortable. and her friends worry too much, apparently. he is getting myri pegged. (wis 23)] I would love to see the courtyard. [he smiles at her, less forced and more genuine this time.]

[trebond]

There was a spy.

[ she examines the faces of the crowd carefully, both with concern and with a creeping paranoia that it’ll happen again. ]

Slipped straight through our defenses, learned everything he could about us. It was part of a plot by Dimitris Sarandis. One of ours is still captive on his isle.

[bowtimeandspace]

[ His back straightens a little, alert, and the frown etches deeper into his brow. He doesn't know these people, but that doesn't matter. ]

And what are people doing? [ Quick, demanding. ]

Has anyone gone to find them?

[daredtobelieve]

Fitting in a little too well now. This is a party, John. I think we could all do better to remember that, even if only for a few hours.

[Helen doesn't want to sour the squiring of this group with the castle's dark news. It's hardly a way to begin their time with the Knights. And maybe Helen frets over the younger ones more than some.]

[witchwoman]

Myrilandel is a bit nervous. Returning to the castle after two months of being kidnapped and tortured will certainly do that to a person. She's doing her best to appear normal, which mostly involves her quietly walking around the room. She doesn't know many of them- mostly only those who have been on mission with her. It's while she's searching the crowd for one of those familiar faces that she accidentally bumps the arm of a man.

"Oh! I'm...I'm sorry." She stammers, looking up at him with an uneasy smile. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

[bowtimeandspace]

Funny thing like that, parties. A room full of people with all their different lives, all their problems, all coming together to forget them for a bit. Or at least pretend to forget them.

Weddings are the worst for it. Usually ends up coming out by the end of the night.

[witchwoman]

[She breathes an audible sigh of relief, grateful for the excuse to get away from the noise and the people. Leading the way, myri takes them out of the ballroom, keeping quiet until they've made it outside.]

Better. [she says, not really making it a question.] Thank you.

[bowtimeandspace]

The Doctor isn't really paying full attention either. He's somewhere in his own thoughts, replaying the evening over in his mind. It's why he doesn't see her as she steps against him, and why for a moment he doesn't know if it's him or her that knocked into who.

"No no that's--" he starts, but stops, concern finding its way into his eyes. She looks uneasy, he thinks, and so his question comes naturally. "Are you alright?"

[witchwoman]

"I'm fine." The answer comes automatic. She's answered it a thousand times. She's fine. She doesn't need anything. Yes, she's resting. Myri loves her friends for their concern but she's conditioned herself to try to ease their worries. It's only been a few days. And perhaps the Doctor has heard a bit about two Knights coming back from a dreaded island, perhaps he's seen the somber faces in the ballroom that are too deep in thought for circumstances surrounding those events.

"Are you one of the new squires? There were so many, I think I lost track." This time her smile is a touch more genuine.

[bowtimeandspace]

He doesn't really think she's fine; people always say they are when they're not, it's the way they try and make themselves believe it, as much as anyone else. He knows that more than most. So he won't press, not now, at least.

"I am," he agrees with a nod and a small smile. "I'm John."

[immuno]

Yes, I'm sure you were squired like ten years ago, around the last time you showered. [ seriously you're wearing grease stains to a formal. ] Do you want something?

[immuno]

Assuming this party isn't going to spontaneously manifest someone worth dancing with? [ she loops an arm through lila's without asking permission, smiling. ] Love to.

[immuno]

[ crit failed her sense motive. ALL THE TRUTH EVER. ]

... Oh. [ well why didn't you just ask for help oh my god is it a seeing eye dog are yOU BLIND.] What's his name? I'll help.

[trebond]

Wynn has a plan, I’m certain. [ if there’s one thing alanna is sure of, it’s wynn’s commitment to this knighthood. he’s poured everything that he is into it—they’re family. the fact that he’s expected to lead and deliberate does not lesson the love she believes he has for each of them. some men were born to lead, no matter how heavy the crown. jon was the same. ] He won’t lose another Dragon’s Claw to Sarandis, but acting too quickly against the Andres Isle is a good way to get good people killed.

[bittersweeter]

[ ugh, no, only lila can invade another person's personal space! but w/e she's fine with it right now. in any case, lila leads her to the library (nav 17) without even thinking about where she is going. she's just very used to walking the path to the library -- as they walk she points out what all the other doors are with a lazy ease. she obviously doesn't care, but she still knows what is what. she pushes the doors to the library open and steps away from lydia to let her look around. hopefully she won't disturb lila's little nest under the window. ] This is it. There's the second floor balcony thing and specialty rooms, but it's pretty straight forward.

[immuno]

[ lydia releases lila as they enter the library and wanders out to begin to hunt around, getting a feel for how the sections are divided. she walks back around the bookshelves towards the open space they’d entered into and looks back at lila. ]

Specialty rooms as in study rooms? [ she’s not really the type to prefer being left alone, but it seems like a good thing to clarify. ]

[bittersweeter]

Yeah. That one -- [ she points to one in the back and she moves back there, hopping up to perch on her liberated table. ] --is full of magic texts. I've seen some of them in the Dragon's Fire wing so I figure it's just for people that don't hang out there.

[parsecs]

Nine? Why in hell would you want nine?

[Chewie appreciates the pets! He wags his tail hard and pushes his head up for more.]

[immuno]

Do we need to check them out, or is it fine since we all just live here anyway like some great big cult?

[bittersweeter]

I've never checked them out? But I basically live here. Belle doesn't even put my stuff away anymore. [ which is... probably because lila asks her not to. ]

[parsecs]

Only one way to find out, right? [He heads over towards the drink table all swagger and confidence. She'll follow. If nothing else, cause she likes to have the last word, and he's being obnoxious and mysterious.]

[immuno]

Why? I'm fairly certain there are more interesting parts of the castle than the library.

[bittersweeter]

I don't sleep. Trust me, there aren't more interesting parts. When I'm not here or at the firing range, I just try not to be in the castle at all.

[parsecs]

Don't get me started on the showers in this world. Can't believe they all use water. [Seriously, why has no one invented sonic showers?] I'm just here for the drinks.

[killingtodeath]

I definitely RSVP'd for the prime rib, hold the murder. Nice to meet you, Vi. [Nickname bros for life.]

Good to know. Any chance we can hang out more often so I can look more balanced by comparison. Kidding! Sort of. I wouldn't turn down more hanging out.