after-party ♔ august

[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 || August 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

[instinct]

Let's be real, Lydia probably gets an intense will save bonus for already knowing Derek's bite rarely matches his bark. Or in this case, his glowering silence.

He doesn't snap back, though — despite hoping no-one talks to him, he's not going to ruin what's obviously supposed to be a ~*~special evening~*~ by being a rude asshole, and he's definitely not going to out-and-out attack someone.

"If I knew that, I wouldn't have bothered," he admits, scowling a little, because seriously? He could be off exploring the gigantic castle that's supposed to be his new home, and instead he's here. At least the party is genteel — he'd be even angrier if there was dance music.

Anyway, thanks for the info, tiny redheaded woman who probably already knows his name because literally everyone just heard Wynn say it, he'll just be going.

[immuno]

Somehow, despite her familiarity with Derek’s utter lack of observation of any kind of social contract, she’s still startled by the fact that he’s just bailing out of this conversation like wow thank you.

Throwing her arms up at her sides, she rolls her eyes.

“Uh, yeah, okay. Bye.” Jackass. The sad part is that it’s still up in the air if he actually remembers or not, honestly. He’d totally do the same thing in Beacon Hills with full memory of who she was.

She scoffs as he turns away.

[instinct]

He does, at least, glance back at her: "Bye."

She seems pissed off. Not his problem.