after-party ♔ october

[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 || October 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

mary margaret/snow white ; ota

[unlost]

[There are a few people in particular that she's certainly going to need to find if they don't find her first, but otherwise Snow is a social butterfly, making her way from person to person and being ever approachable and happy to be here.

Also, she's the cutest vision, okay? (disguise 23).]

[undealt]

Seems to be an influx from Storybrooke here lately. [hi, mm. hi. :) it's your lawyer, casually stepping in, after her latest conversation partner excuses himself to get more wine.] I hadn't realized you were here, Ms. Blanchard.

[unlost]

Hello, Mr. Gold.

[Her expression is pleasant enough, though she doesn't hide the fact that she's surprised to see him.]

This party does kind of feel like a big reunion, doesn't it?

[undealt]

[oh thank christ, she called him the right name. at this point, he's honestly expecting someone to call him "rumplestiltskin" and shatter his rapidly fading illusions.]

It does, indeed. [a moment's pause.] It's a shame Mr. Nolan can't be here.

[unlost]

[Snow couldn't possibly keep the startled and confused expression of her face at that.

Why would you do this, Gold?]

David...[The name catches in her throat, followed by another.] ...Charming's here?

[undealt]

[because he's a terrible person.]

You didn't hear? [whoops. he assumes... someone would have told her that...] He had a rather unfortunate encounter in Bermuda with a Homo Magi's love curse. Wynn felt it was in his best interest to send him away until the problem was resolved.

[at least he didn't say "the bastard failed his will save and nolaned it up again."]

[uncurse]

[ In a red dress, relatively subdued makeup and her usual curls, Emma tears into the ballroom and hurries in her platform heels to her mother. Short of an outright run, she slows on the approach, hands pulling back slightly as it occurs to her that there's no way to be quite positive that Mary Margaret actually remembers her. That teary look could have been easily misinterpreted. Or something.

Yeah, Emma's emotions have a way of getting in the way of her sense motive. She clams up slightly, but not too much to blurt out. ] Mary Margaret? When did you get here?

[unlost]

[Snow has likely been looking for Emma since the party first began, so when the dark-haired woman spots her, her heels also click quickly against the floor, helping her close the space between them faster than it would have otherwise.

She's...not answering that question right away, instead throwing her arms around her daughter's neck, hugging her tightly.]

I had no idea you were even here.

[Said into her blonde curls.]

[uncurse]

I—

[ The hug catches her off guard, seemingly knocking the wind from her, because she stiffens awkwardly. A beat later, she melts into it, arms wrapping sturdily around Snow. She's relieved, truly, to see her. All this time, she's been searching: it's hard to accept that it's really over. Her mother's been here the whole time. ]

Yeah. Likewise.

[ She draws back, eyes flicking over Snow's features. ]

After we went through that portal, I wasn't sure I'd see you again.

[unlost]

[She draws back as well, tiny dots of wetness in the corners of her eyes.]

You have no idea how good it is to see you.

[Or maybe she did, it didn't matter. When she'd first gotten here, she'd felt so alone, and now...now it was like regaining some piece of herself that she'd lost.

She gives Emma a sad expression though at those words.]

Emma I...I'm sorry. I don't have any idea what you're talking about. What portal?

[uncurse]

You …

[ Withdrawing her hands fully at long last, Emma raises one to gesture behind her as if vaguely into the past. ]

From the Enchanted Forest. You don't remember? With Cora, and the wardrobe ashes, we were— [ And she probably sounds like a fucking crazy person right now. The enthusiasm drains slowly out of her face. ] You don't remember anything but Storybrooke, do you?

[unhand]

[This isn't the first time Killian has met Emma's mother, but the last time was a while ago, and he'd been a little more... not on the same side as them at the time. Now he's Emma's... well, Emma's something, and he'd very much like to impress her mother.

It's a good thing with his new hand and new clothes, he looks... a lot less bad news than usual.]

Your family does have a way of all ending up in the same place. Even if it takes a while.

[unlost]

[She watches him with something akin to caution as he approaches. She sure has seen you around her daughter, Hook, and though she doesn't remember the circumstances surrounding their last encounters, she's left with...not very good feelings.

Fortunately, she hates no one, and is very good at second chances. If he's here, there's probably more to him than what she feels in her heart.]

Any world can be home so long as we're together.

[She has only a vague idea of how true that potentially is.]

[unhand]

[Oh my god Snow White you are such a sap. But as someone who has always found his ship as home, and who now finds anywhere Emma is to feel like home... Hook actually gets it.]

Aye, I think I know what you mean. I haven't much missed the Enchanted Forest since coming here.

[unlost]

[Her smile is sheepish in return, though she's glad he seems to understand where she's coming from, albeit curious as to who it is he might consider family here.]

I don't remember much of the Enchanted Forest, honestly.

[unhand]

Ah, well, then I doubt it'd feel much like home to you right now. [He tries to look encouraging.] I never made it to Storybrooke.

[wanttobeahero]

[ Henry doesn't dart for his grandmother right away, just to give his mom some time, but he can't really delay for too long, the excitement is hard to contain. He's mindful of not just hugging her with no preamble, but there's a wide and very bright smile on his face as he approaches her. Uh, hopefully that's not too awkward, sorry Grams. ]

Hey, I thought I'd introduce myself so you knew why I was staring at you in the crowd. Sorry about that, by the way.

I'm Henry.

[ He waits to add the 'grandson' part to test her response, just making sure that name actually means something to her. He's pretty sure it will, but...just to be sure. ]

[unlost]

[Not awkward, never awkward. Snow likes smiles and hugs, okay. Even if she wouldn't be quite sure who this strapping young man is right off the bat.

Unfortunately, she just rolled an abysmal wisdom check (6), so somehow she completely fails to put two and two together.

She remembers a very young boy. This young man is not even kind of a boy.

So when he says his name, her smile is almost sad, because the name does mean something very important to her, but she doesn't...realize they're the same Henry.]

It's nice to meet you, Henry. How do you happen to know my daughter?

[wanttobeahero]

[ Oh, Grams. He's got you covered. Relieved to have full confirmation that she knows Emma is her daughter, he launches right into it, that smile still just as bright. ]

It's nice to meet you, too. I've missed you. A lot.

Emma's my mom, I'm your Henry. Your grandson, I mean.

[unlost]

[Her smile seems to fade, but only because she's suddenly taking a very good look at him, her mouth hanging slightly open in surprise.]

....Henry?

[With more recognition this time, the name not just carrying a memory but actual recollection.

She reaches out with her arms, wrapping them around his shoulders and pulling him toward her into a tight hug.]

[wanttobeahero]

[ This, this right here, is everything to him right now. And he feels like a little kid again for a moment, his arms instinctively wrapping around her tightly in return as his head comes to rest against her shoulder. ]

Surprise.

[ He's smiling to himself, and...there may be a few tears kind of threatening to fall. It's just been so long, and he's so happy. ]

[daredtobelieve]

[/casually handwaves them already knowing each other if that's cool??? if not, I will edit.

Helen arrives all smiles for Snow.]

Hello, my dear. Don't you look lovely this evening?

[little does she know its been a canon mate explosion up in this bitch.]

[unlost]

[Totally fine yes good.]

Oh, hello Helen. And thank you, you look beautiful yourself.

[Her expression brightens as she catches the woman's eyes. It's 99% not forced.

It's been an interesting night.]

How have you been?

[daredtobelieve]

Better now to be home. I like to think you were there with us, in a sense. [Just sayin. She's well aware of your aim, girl. Maybe Helen tries to channel Snow White sometimes. It could happen.]

[unlost]

I was thinking about you all the entire time. I would have been there in a heartbeat if I could have.

[She could probably channel Helen from time to time too, okay.]