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

[likedillinger]

[ for a moment, it's unclear whether he's about to talk or about to say fuck it off and walk off. ]

I talked to Wynn. About this... parallel universe crap.

[familybusiness]

Oh.

[Oh.

Well, shit. He sure is listening now.]

...What did he say?

[likedillinger]

That it's not such crap, basically.

[familybusiness]

[He hesitates, watching his brother for a minute, trying to gauge what the even means to him.]

But you're still not sure if you believe me.

[likedillinger]

[ there's an emotional fluctuation in his voice as he takes another step closer, jaw tight, eyes filling up with pain rather than anger. ] I want to. [ the words are rough, like his breath is stuck in his chest, and he shakes his head, hard. ] I want to more than anything in the goddamn world, Sam, believe me.

But it ain't easy. You've gotta know that. It may not ever be easy.

[familybusiness]

[His throat is suddenly dry, but he swallows anyway.

This is why the Winchester brothers drink so much.]

When has anything in our lives ever been easy, Dean? This is just...one more thing on top of a mountain of other crappy things.

[likedillinger]

[ ahahaha, his expression falls, and it's clear that he's fighting back

manly winchester tears.

/voice drops ten octaves. ] Trust me, Sam.

This is a whole 'nother level of crap.

[familybusiness]

[A level of crap Sam knows nothing about. But for once, he'll let that go.

He's curious as hell, but one thing at a time. This isn't the place for that kind of talk, anyway.]

We'll figure it out. I mean, hell, you're clearly sticking around, right? We've got time.

[likedillinger]

Did you really think that I could walk away? If there was any chance... [ he gets a hold of himself, realizing the middle of a crowded party is probably not the place or time for brokeback winchester tears. ] Look, you should know... Rose is the one who made me talk to him about it. I've seen the two of you at each other's throats, and I know, trust me, I know how she can get. [ l m a o, it seems like only yesterday that him and her were more likely to kill each other than ever get along ]

But she wanted to make sure I knew you might be telling the truth.

[familybusiness]

[There's a single shake of his head that answers that better than words could. Why do you think he hasn't given up either, despite all the fucking horrible things Dean's said to him.]

She's head over heels for you, Dean. Anyone with eyes can see that. [Wisdom 17.] So I get it, she's being protective.

It's just...frustrating when you think no one's listening. Getting threatened with violence for daring to utter your name isn't great either.

[likedillinger]

[ that draws a dark, strained chuckle from him. ] Sounds like her. [ but then he clears his throat, clearly feeling like he's said his piece. ] Just. Give me some time.

[familybusiness]

You know how hard that's gonna be, right?

[He's not saying no, though. He's also not saying yes, entirely.]

For what it's worth, I'm glad you decided to...do this.

[likedillinger]

You kiddin'? They gave me a freaking suit of armor. [ the usual humor has a dull forced edge to it, but there's... an attempt, clearly. ] Seemed worth it just for that.

[familybusiness]

[He can play along with that.]

You gonna start carrying around a broadsword now instead of a gun, too?

[likedillinger]

[ he wants to reply but it doesn't seem to make it past his lips, bile rising in his throat at just how natural it seems, falling into banter. ] Anyway. I should really... make with the mingling.

[familybusiness]

[Ouch, just when things felt kind of normal.]

Oh, yeah, of course.

[likedillinger]

I'll see you around. [ he whirls around before any protest can be made, stalking off. for more booze probably. ]