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

[bluffcheck]

I saw all that. Have to say, I was impressed you didn't try to handcuff her to one of Wynn's statues to teach her a lesson. Suppose there's still time for that, hm?

[His grin goes mischievous because he's a terrible influence.]

[icouldbe_bess]

I didn't have time to find someplace to stash them in my armor. [ lies. she just wanted to get it over with and then cordelia faceplanted and alice felt a little bad. a little. she sort of deserved it. ] Unlike this dress. The opportunity could still present itself.

[bluffcheck]

I'm not sure if that's a threat or a promise. Either way, it'll make for an interesting evening. [He gives her another devilish sort of smile and a wink.]

But if you're not about to chain me to the table, maybe you'd let me take you for a tour around the dance floor? [He holds out a hand, fingers curling to beckon her to take it.]

[icouldbe_bess]

If I say yes will you promote me on the spot? [ pretty please???? she knows the answer is no, but hey. might as well ask. ]

[bluffcheck]

That would have to be a hell of a dance. I would never say never, but you won't find out for sure until you show me what you've got.

[icouldbe_bess]

[ did dance just turn into sex innuendo??? you know what? ] Sure. [ she holds her hand out like a princess and takes his hand. ]

[bluffcheck]

[Dance is always sexual innuendo. Especially with this guy. His fingers close around her hand, leading her out onto the dance floor and fucking killing it, basically (perform: dance 20 total)]

Besides your run in with the other squires, how do you like it?

[icouldbe_bess]

[ when his arm goes around her waist he'll be able to feel the insulin pump under the flowing fabric of her dress. she is no slouch in the dance department (perform dance 18) ]

It's been like three hours, but it's okay.

[bluffcheck]

First impressions mean a lot, from what I'm told. [He has... no idea what an insulin pump is. He will just assume that is some sort of small weapon.

He lowers his voice and leans in just slightly.]

Considering you weren't interested in joining until our little run in? I'm curious what changed your mind, honestly.

[icouldbe_bess]

Maybe it was you? [ maybe she says it quietly, maybe she batted her eyelashes. maybe she's just bs'ing. ] Maybe I got tired of you guys interrupting my escape plans. [ ring ding ding. ]

[bluffcheck]

Well, whatever the reason, I'm glad you changed your mind, lass. I'd look like a fool doing this by myself. [Dancing. As if he couldn't find another partner.]

[icouldbe_bess]

Yeah, you really, really would. [ :) ]

[bluffcheck]

[U no wat

For that, you get a surprise dip, but he's very very graceful. I even re-rolled his dance check because of the sudden change and he got a 17. He doesn't bring her up, though, just holds her, leaning over her.]

Lucky me, then.

[icouldbe_bess]

if you drop me, you're going to be the one handcuffed.

[bluffcheck]

Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. I've got you. [And he s l o w l y brings her back up to standing, holding her close.] There- see?

[icouldbe_bess]

Are you flirting with me, Sir Chatwyn?

[bluffcheck]

That depends. If I say yes, will it earn me a slap?

[icouldbe_bess]

Maybe. Is that a chance you're willing to take?

[bluffcheck]

Hmm... [He seems to ponder it.]

Yes. [But does that mean yes he would chance it??? Or yes he was flirting??? or both???

It's both.]

[icouldbe_bess]

[ her fingers drum against his shoulder like she's debating slapping him. ] Well them put up or shut up, Chatwyn.

[bluffcheck]

[You know what you shouldn't do? Challenge someone like Thoster like that. He smirks and leans in close. Very close.]>

As the lady demands. [He moves to close the distance to kiss her. But he knows there's a chance she could slap him before he gets there. Such is life.]

[icouldbe_bess]

[ no, they're going to kiss. because that's super appropriate to be doing with her mentor. rut roh. ]

[bluffcheck]

[Maybe this is why he's never had an age appropriate lady squire before. Can he get in trouble for this? Does he care? No, not really. Making out on the dance floor is now. One hand goes to tangle in that pretty red hair of hers.

Yeah, definitely not appropriate. Whoops??]

[icouldbe_bess]

[ INAPPROPRIATE INTENSIFIES. mmm, alice likes kisses so she is pretty into this, humming a pleased noise when his hand slides into her hair. her perfectly coifed hair, he better not ruin it.... oh well, fuck it. ]

[bluffcheck]

[He already proved that he can fix it if he messes it up, okay. Calm down. Thoster continues to kiss her all the way through the end of the song they were dancing to. Really, it's the music ending that draws his attention

#bardproblems

Drawing back just enough to catch his breath, he lets out a low chuckle.]

Well? How do I measure up?