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.

Comments

[theminotaur]

[ she pulls at her scarf, fidgeting in her seat. ] Will doesn't remember. What happened to me. At least not all of it. Everything is fuzzy to him.

[ okay, fine, it took a month but she finally explicitly stated she's not from here. w/e. ]

[ambitionist]

[he crit failed his wis check tho. HE IS JUST SO FUCKING STUPID. HE TRUSTED YOU ABIGAIL. probably because you look like sonja.] What, why? Did someone fuck with his memory?

[theminotaur]

Yeah, the veil. [ ...she actually feels a tiny bit bad. ]

[beatemup]

[He looks at him with a pair of judging eyes.] Where in the bloody worlds can you find dead animals that smell better than alcohol!?

[ambitionist]

[oh. oh. OH. he's not really surprised, because it explains some things — like why he couldn't find anything about the minnesota shrike.] ... You never had to lie to me, you know. I'm not — I've never had anything against Shadowkind. Don't really see how anyone who did could make it around here.

[theminotaur]

Not everyone is like you. Being different is dangerous. [ and abigail is practical. ] Sorry.

[ambitionist]

Excuse you, miss martyr, I'm different, too. I know.

[krasnayapautina]

[Natasha walks up to Rebekah, one of her fellow newbies here. Might as well get to know some of the people who had come in at the same time.]

What do you think so far?

[hisgoldenticket]

Perception is the only weapon I have.

[ambitionist]

[he shrugs, realizing he should go easy on her.] You wanted to be normal. To pass. I get it.

[hisgoldenticket]

When I first got here, I just wanted to go home even though I had nowhere to go because I'd still have Will. But... I don't. He doesn't know anything that happened and I can't tell him because he doesn't even know enough for it to make sense. [ her shoulders sag. she keeps spilling her guts all over alex, but it's so easy and he keeps listening. ]

[useagoodkiss]

Great? You're not modest, are you, Captain?

[ The shadow of a smirk plays on her lips, which is no small feat, considering her confusion at how and why he knows her; not quite believing that they've never met. It's comforting to know they're from the same world, and it's certainly reasonable enough to assume he's heard of Leia Organa of Alderaan, but she could have sworn she'd detected a deeper recognition in his eyes. ]

There's truly nothing you aren't telling me?

[ambitionist]

Sorry, kid. [he scratches at the back of his head.] That's rough. There's not really anything you can do for Veil memory loss, either. Like, if it was a psion or some kind of spell, there are fixes for that, but it's Veil shit, he's fucked.

[useagoodkiss]

[ She's a little startled, of course, but barely falters as she tightens her grip on her wine for a moment, glancing down at the small creature coming towards her. Smiling just a little, she kneels down, gently petting the dog. ]

It's quite alright.

What's its name?

[theminotaur]

[ slump. ] Yeah. [ mrr, she wants lemon again. ] I'm going to go to bed.

[theminotaur]

Lemon. He was a stray, I didn't name him. [ sry lemon, but she's not taking credit for your name. (even though she thinks it's cute.) ]

[ambitionist]

You sure? It's kinda early to call it a night.

[fixyourproblem]

Sarandis and Master Bancroft. Can I ask you what are you going to do about them? I don't think waiting is the best option anymore.

[theminotaur]

Yeah. I'm not any good at this.

francesca ♔ (ota).

[socialgraces]

[ francesca is here, causing nosebleeds since 1904, most especially tonight with her 39 (or 49 for all the gentlemen in attendance) disguise check. the dark elf came to meet her new squire, but she can also be seen sipping champagne while mingling with the other guests, including her equally sexy beau.

she's very skilled at pretending that everything is as it should be. ] I can't say I've seen this many squires inducted in one month in quite some time.

[socialgraces]

[ francesca sidles up beside him, because he's an unfamiliar face (at least to her) ] I don't believe I've had the pleasure.

[socialgraces]

[ it takes francesca a moment of observing him and his outfit from afar before she actually approaches him. she keeps a comfortable distance, all the same, conducive to conversation, but with the understanding they're strangers, not friends. ] Will Graham, is it?

[socialgraces]

[ francesca is feeling whimsical, i guess. or needs a distraction, one her bf won't be jealous of (no offense, stiles, but it's true), so she picks this adorable sixteen-year-old ball of cuteness ] If you'd be willing to set the plate down, perhaps I could show you the right way to do this. [ wanna dance bro? ]

[mydesigns]

[he nods, offering his hand out for shaking. he still has manners, even if he doesn't seem particularly comfortable with being here.] You are?

[ambitionist]

Suit yourself. [shrug.] It's just a party. Your party, even.