after-party ♔ september

[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 || September 6th, 2014, 6:00PM
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

[bigbad]

[He's neither (reflex 27). It would probably take more than a toothpick to kill him unless he was really intentional about placement so that's nice. Instead, he's got an hand up to catch her before she can fully crash into him, and when she turns around, he quirks an eyebrow.]

I'm fine. But you should probably learn to watch where you're going.

[icouldbe_bess]

[ well i mean... technically he is dead... ]

Sorry, I'm no good in heels and that big guy wasn't looking where he was going. Sorry.

[ she apologizes a lot bc she's canadian. ]

[bigbad]

[Wow don't overestimate how much Spike cares.]

Don't worry. I'm over it.

[icouldbe_bess]

Oh. Well, cheers then. [ that works for her and she flashes a brief smile. ]

[bigbad]

...who are you again?

[icouldbe_bess]

Alice Lincoln, like the president. [ she makes a face. ] You guys sure know how to make a newcomer feel welcome.

[bigbad]

Thought the president was Obama. [Wis 6.] There's a reason I'm not part of the welcoming committee, pet. I don't do friendly.

[icouldbe_bess]

You know there have been like forty two of them, right? [ she gives him the most dubious look. most british people she runs into know who lincoln was. HE FREED THE FUCKING SLAVES IT WAS REALLY IMPORTANT. ] Anyway, Honest Abe Lincoln. Sixteenth President of these great United States, Emancipation Proclamation, vampire hunter, one of the four assassinated presidents because they just had to stop his flawless game. Brought beards and stovepipes back in style, amirite? I'm right.

[bigbad]

I know who Lincoln is. You could've as easily said like the motor company. Does this have anything to do with you besides your name?

[icouldbe_bess]

Uh, he's my great- great- great-... great? great-grandfather or something like that.

[bigbad]

There's a good chance I was alive during his presidency.

[icouldbe_bess]

Cool! [ ain't even bothered, spike is super neat now. ] Maybe you guys were mates! [ a beat. ] Wait. What'd'ya mean "good chance"? You'd know... oh! Oh! You're Shadowkind. Also cool. Have you got a Lincoln where you're from? [ her eyes widen. ] Are we everywhere?

[bigbad]

Don't know about you. [A beat.] Actually, don't know about him, either. I don't remember.

[icouldbe_bess]

Oh, that's crap. [ honesty. she reaches out to pat his arm. ] Cool jacket though.