knightsoflegend | after-party ♔ october

♬ 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.

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[She's not going to argue that since she known enough about how she feels about you to know that going to Wynn is a better choice.

Sorry Rumple.]

I'll make sure to do that once he's not so...preoccupied.

[Gold's expression falters a bit, because Wynn being preoccupied is never a good sign.] Yes, I was wondering about that. Do you know what happened?

Not at all. I only recently came back to London. I missed quite a bit of action in general, I think.

[Re:Andres.]

No wonder we didn't realize you were here. [He glances across the room at Regina.] I imagine our dear mayor's appearance was quite a surprise to you. As well as her... state.

[Her evil queen crazy self state...]

It's already been a year and a half since I came across the Veil.

[Just...throwing that out there.]

It's not as bad as you think, Mr. Gold. She barely remembers anything, as far as I can tell. And it's not really all that much more startling than finding you here.

[Ahahaha...haaaa]

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[He gives her a look. A very pointed look.] How do you mean?

[Her brows furrow strangely as she watches him, more carefully this time.]

Exactly how much do you remember...?

Storybrooke. Gaps here and there, but mostly that. I recall Emma's arrival and certain events here and there, but it's all a bit of a blur.

[He's learning to hate that question and what hides behind it.] I realize this isn't the sort of place one finds a pawnbroker, but it did seem like a fine idea at the time. And so far I haven't been the worst for it.

[Only Storybrooke. Good thing she found that out now and not...after she said something she couldn't take back.

It's more than Regina remembers, but lacking certain memories can only be good for them. She hates to lie, but she hates the idea of uprooting what is probably a much more satisfying life worse.

Still, it's probably going to become complicated either way when someone starts throwing around her...other name.]

Neither of you were all that well liked at times. I can't imagine you've forgotten that, if you know the rest.

I'm aware that I had a bit of a reputation. [One he's mostly put behind him. Mostly.] Losing all of the power you once had has a tendency to humble a man, however.

[losing all the metaphorical power

gaining all the magic ever.

yeah.]

I'm hoping that this place can do for Regina what it's done for you.

[It might be a little optimistic, but she is Snow White.]

[a long, awkward pause.]

Why does she think she's royalty?

[Well...she can't really get around that one.]

It's....complicated. And probably not the best discussion to be having right now.

[AVOIDS?]

[well maybe he's safe to assume the Veil made her lose her mind...]

A problem for her mentor, I'm sure.

[Snow gives him a satisfied and happy grin.]

Exactly!

[he has so much pity for that person.

little does he know...]

Have you spoken to Emma yet? She seemed quite surprised to see you at the ceremony. That's to be expected, however... We were in Germany for months. You tend to miss things.

[:)

She shakes her head, not having run into Emma, yet.]

For as long as I've been here, it's a shame none of us ran into each other sooner. I'd almost think that someone were trying to keep us apart if that weren't a ridiculous thought. We have a lot of catching up to do.

Well, you can blame Luckman Industries for a good portion of that.

[Fuck them. After a second, he adds:] She was my squire, you know.

[I DIDN'T FUCK YOUR FRIEND UP, MARY MARGARET. Your friend who is also your daughter.]

They were the reason for the mission that kept you all away?

[She looks a little confused and a bit surprised.]

My daughter was your squire?

Indeed. [on both counts.] Despite her protests to the contrary, I think it actually worked out well for her.

[maybe it was his inability to use dispel magic that led her to believe MAGIC IS IMPORTANT.]

[Well, her daughter was alive, despite missions and a war, a knight, and seemingly happy, so she has zero complaints.

Her opinion of you grew three sizes that day, Gold.]

Well, thank you, then. For watching over her.

Well, someone had to. She does have a tendency to nearly die more than any knight I've ever met.

[You don't say that to a mother oh my god.]

What!?

[Yep, that's all she has. You broke her.]

Well, this is a dangerous career path, Ms. Blanchard.

[???? what???]

Yes, but...we're supposed to be the ones protecting our squires from those kind of situations.

[She might be being a little bit overprotective shhhh. Only not really.]

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