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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lydia martin ❧ ota

[immuno]

[ lydia spends longer than most in the women’s dressing room, picking out a dress that fits her and suits her shorter, curvier figure. when she finally exits into the ballroom, she’s in a white, high-collared dress with short sleeves and considerable embroidering (disguise 22).

her hair is coiffed and her make-up is bold without looking too far from natural, and she looks altogether enormously relieved to be out of armor. she makes careful study of the dour attitude of most everyone hovering about, and opts to invite herself to the drink’s table first, pouring herself punch and scanning the dance floor like a tiger waiting to pounce. ]

[daredtobelieve]

[Your mentor isn't just brains and a gun. She's also put together as fuck and she comes to your squiring party totally ready to prove that with her nat 20 disguise.]

Getting your bearings? [She says, coming up beside the girl with her own drink in hand.]

[immuno]

That's the idea.

[ she arches an eyebrow at helen, but that's the only acknowledgment she makes of this new side to her. lydia looks back out at the dance floor. ]

Is there a reason no one's happy to be at a welcome party, or are this many knights really that British?

[daredtobelieve]

Unfortunately, there was an incident just a few days ago. A few of our own had been captured without our knowledge, replaced with something known as a doppelganger. A knight still remains in captivity, but their rescue must be perfectly executed. We've all been on edge ever since all this came to light.

[immuno]

[ ahhh that puts some more context to the conversation she'd overheard earlier. ]

This wouldn't have anything to do with an invasion of the Andres Isle, would it?

[bittersweeter]

Cute dress. [ lila may seem surprised as she looks up from her phone. whaaaaat? someone with fashion sense? okay. ]

[immuno]

Obviously.

[ lydia smiles at the compliment, looking lila over. ]

You have good taste. [ which is almost like a “yours, too.” almost. her head tilts. ] I’m Lydia.

[bittersweeter]

[ she makes a little noise of consideration at the compliment. she does has good taste, thanks. she drops her phone in her pocket, which is a big deal. because she always has her phone. ] Lila Zacharov.

[immuno]

Zacharov—Is that Russian? [ a beat as she gives it a second thought: ] No, I guess that'd be "Zacharova" for you.

[druidisms]

Hey Red, you must be Helen's new kid. [ gus smiles as he approaches and there is a certain fondness to his tone. yeah, he and helen talked about lydia, but they talk about everything, so it's not much of a surprise. it's part of their old married couple routine. ]

[immuno]

Call me "Red" again and you'll find out exactly why she wanted to mentor me.

[ she makes the entirely empty threat with a pleasant smile and an airy tone of voice, clearly not allowing the conversation to be entirely cockblocked by the entire unwelcome nickname. there's just short of nothing that lydia is capable of in terms of actual combat, ok, she relies entirely on her intimidation factor. and air of ~mystery~. ]

Are you a friend of hers?

[druidisms]

[ a soft snort of a laugh is all the "threat" gains, if not a little admiration in his expression. ] Yeah, I can see why she wanted you. [ mini sass monster, of course helen likes the girl. ]

I'm Harrison. ...effectively Helen's common law wife.

[immuno]

I'd hate to sound like I'm disregarding your gender identity, Harrison, but wives don't wear suits that well. [ she points to him, smiling steadily. ] You're gay, but not with Helen. [ it's banter-y, rather than delivered as a correction. she's just keeping up and establishing her understanding. this is not a trans-lesbian relationship ok this is some sassy gay friend material and she knows because she has her own. wow she misses danny that was sudden. her smile falters just slightly and she straightens in answer. ] You can call me Lydia.

[dragonsclaw]

[ one nat 20 fine lookin dragon's claw makin the rounds to congratulate the newbies b/c he is polite and british like that. ] Sir Martin. Welcome to the Knighthood.

[immuno]

Just Lydia's fine.

[ and so are you, hello. her head tilts as she considers him with a none-too-subtle once-over, expression curling into a smile. she remembers this dude from the ceremony while she'd been scoping everything out—he was situated up near the front with the other heads of the knighthood. which is helping the nat 20 appearance for her tbh lydia has a thing with the social ladder. ]

And what should I call you?

[dragonsclaw]

Sir Chessing, although I'm not averse to 'Jack' either. [ he extends a hand ] May I ask who you've been squired to?

[immuno]

[ she takes the hand decisively and shakes it. ]

Jack, then. Helen is mentoring me. She's the one who brought me here.

i said i was gonna do the thing

[mydesigns]

[will graham does not want to talk to anyone. he wants to keep sitting in his corner being antisocial until it's time to leave. but his adorable dog is off somewhere and he didn't see him with abigail, so ... it's time to ask for help. and since he already crashed into lydia and stiles during their squiring, it's almost like they already know each other????]

Have you seen a dog? [nope. no hello or anything. that's it.]

[immuno]

[ EUGH YOU ARE GARBAGE. she looks over his unkempt appearance and her lips just ... curl. she forces herself to swallow her disparaging look and just shakes her head. ]

I can't imagine why a dog would be in a ballroom. That's unsanitary. Maybe you should try outside. [ lol you probably belong there, son. ]

[mydesigns]

[LOL at will caring about stinkeye from a teenage girl. HE DOESN'T.] It's a white ball of fluff, medium-sized, hard to miss. My — [not daughter NOPE SHOULDN'T USE THE WORD DAUGHTER. yeah he's just going to give up on the sentence he started to construct about abigail bringing the dog in entirely.] It's my dog.

[immuno]

Well, this is a ballroom, not a dog kennel. You’d better find it, and get rid of it.

[ she looks absolutely offended by its presence wow. ] Why would you bring something like that in here? [ she's just bitter because she misses prada. ]

[parsecs]

[Han's only got a disguise check of 11, probably because he doesn't give enough shits and just came in what he was already wearing and it has... grease stains. But he's Harrison freaking Ford he's stupid attractive anyway.

The drink floor's his destination too, and when he gets there he squints at her.]

...you new or what?

[He's been away from the castle for a pretty long time. He's lost track.]

[immuno]

No, I’m getting squired for a third time. It’s like baptism, right?

[ she tilts her head, deliberately looking as air-headed as she can. the expression is punctuated by a roll of her eyes and she moves around him for the drinks table, pouring herself more punch. ]

Like I’d be here if I wasn’t. That’s what this party’s for.

[parsecs]

[Han rolls his eyes. Attitude. Like he needs that.]

Cool it, sister. It ain't like everyone here's been squired this month. I know I wasn't.

[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?