CLOSED ♔ knighting ceremonies

[wynn]

WHO || Wynn, Dovan, Koraith, Hasmed, Lis'sa, Solace, graduating squires, various members of the Knighthood, invited guests [closed]
WHAT || Full Knighting ceremonies for various squires
WHERE || Knight's Headquarters, the Great Hall
WHEN || Late September BACKDATED
HOW || Actionspam

Unlike the grandiose nature of the squiring ceremony each Knight undergoes upon their initial entrance into the Knighthood, the graduation to Full Knight status takes place in a much more intimate affair, between the Knight, their mentor, invited friends, and the members of the sect to which they will be inducted. There's no pompous music, no stolid rank and file, no elaborate march.

The Knight's new section head, Wynn, and their mentor Knight wait up at the front of the room for their approach, but the attitude of the ceremony is much more relaxed, full of smiles and light conversation on all sides. Of course, when Wynn speaks, people still hush. It's just how he rolls.

"Please kneel."


((Given the large amount of promotions occurring, we will not be doing individual posts/parties for each.  Instead, please there are top comments on this post for each section's ceremonies, and each section's parties.  Feel free to make Drakenet posts or plurks establishing your character's invited guests, and tagging into as much as you would like/handwaving as much as you'd like.))

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lydia martin ♔ ota

[immuno]

[ As far as her ornamentation is concerned, Lydia has never looked more like she belongs in this sect (nat 20 disguise). She's beautiful on an average day: tonight, she's a knockout, smiling and fondly chatting with and complimenting.

At least, until she notices who Stiles has invited and spent a good deal of the night with. She drains her wine glass, setting it aside on the nearest flat surface and doing a generally good job of giving the impression that she's not watching them. Or caring (bluff 38). Huff puff.

They hadn't talked about it. As far as she's concerned, he'd hardly given her a chance to process, let alone consider how she felt, and then they were at war, and he was— She's seen new sides to him since they got here. She doesn't quite know what to make of it. Somewhere along the way, he'd become one of her best friends, and that required care and thought.

Or she thought it did.

Luckily, she'd invited her share of friends. Jackson, Allison, Adam, Will, Max, Adi, Helen, Rose, Sydney, Sam, Bambi, etc. Right now, she's wishing she'd invited Damon, though. ]

[ex_psionic439]

[Adam had taken her up on that invite, if only because he knew like half of the people being promoted to this sect, and hey a party was a party--though this party was turning out to be a little too low-key for his taste.

Everyone really stepped it up with their nat 20's though, so when he spots Lydia he decides to head over and congratulate her on both her promotion and looking banging as fuck tonight. He'd probably do the same to everyone else he recognized afterward, but since she had gone out of her way to actually invite him to this thing, she got first compliment.]

Wow. I think you just blew away any potential competition you might have had tonight. [Which is sort of funny when you figure that, haha, no she didn't because Abigail was still here. It was only supposed to be a compliment though, not a commentary on her Disney Channel notromance with Stiles.]

[immuno]

Did I?

[ She grabs a fresh wine glass off a passing tray, turning away from the waiter to size Adam up. Reaching up, she brushes her fingertips over the neat bump of her hair, ensuring there are no fly-aways. Rather than admit her real uncertainty, she deflects. ]

I didn't realize I was at risk of actual competition in the first place.

[ex_psionic439]

[He'd expect nothing less from Lydia "abrasive as fuck" Martin. Fortunately, Adam has gotten kind of used to her by now so he doesn't even let it faze him at this point. Plus, right now especially, she kind of had room to talk.]

My mistake. [For the record, his disguise check was a 20 total, so not bad but he isn't fucking stepping out like these bitches. But then it's not his party either he was just here for moral support.]

Congratulations on your promotion, and being the best dressed at your own party.

[immuno]

Sweetheart.

[ Reaching out, she smooths the lapels of his jacket, smiling fondly. It lacks the usual predation she offers to men, and is instead the kind of friendly inviting herself to his personal space. ]

I'm always the best-dressed at any party.

[ But she drops her hands and straightens out some, sighing. ]

But this one, I'm ready to leave. What about you?

[daredtobelieve]

[With a disguise of 21, Helen might still turn a few heads, even though this isn't her party. She's here to support her squire and to congratulate the other new members of the diplomatic sect.]

So... does it feel any different? [She's found that it does for some and not for others. Her smile has that same maternal warmth it always has.]

[immuno]

No different than I've felt since I got here.

[ She shrugs her shoulders. ]

I was still in high school on the other side of the Veil. Next to sudden independence and skipping out on the remainder of my education, any other change feels … negligible, at best. Which reminds me: what do you know about university opportunities for knights?

[daredtobelieve]

There are qualifying exams you can take to show you're ready for that level of education. You're free to apply to any university you wish from there. I'm personally biased to suggest Oxford, but I do think you would succeed there, not simply because it would be nice to see a former squire attend my alma mater.

[immuno]

I'd be lying if I said the thought hadn't occurred to me even before coming to this world.

[ Deep thoughts cause her forehead to crease, and she worries at her lip. ]

Entry examinations and applications, sure. But it won't be a problem that I don't have a high school diploma? Is that something I can do while still going on missions for the Knights?

[daredtobelieve]

Those are the sort of exams I'm speaking of.

[Whatever England's equivalent of a GED is. Idk.]

With all types of people coming in with varying levels of knowledge, we can hardly expect every scholar to start from the very beginning. There are tests that confirm what you've retained from the studies you've had and can help you fill in any spots that might be lacking. Not that I imagine you'll have many of those.

[immuno]

Thank you. [ A genuine, flattered smile lights on her face and she tilts her head slightly as she agrees. ] I'm sure you're right. [ What is modesty? ]

[daredtobelieve]

I would also be willing to write a letter of recommendation if you would like. Since coming through the Veil, I have picked a few more degrees, and my doctorates have never been questioned in a scholarly setting.

[immuno]

I'll take you up on that once I've looked over the application.

[daredtobelieve]

Very good. And until then, there's much to celebrate. [Such a proud mentor. Look at her baby bird all grown up. Even if the baby bird was like already out of the nest before she even showed up, practically. Whatever.]

[mydesigns]

[lydia was wondering how will would look cleaned up? now she knows. it's like the end of she's all that up in here. except lydia isn't freddie prinze jr and has 0 chance of getting lucky with will tonight. ANYWAY since she invited him he's going to be nice and show up and say hello. and then probably run away forever.]

Congratulations. [idk what other words she was expecting.]

[immuno]

[ Well, go Will. Lydia looks him over with an unabashed kind of interest, and then decides to smile after the fact. At least he knows it's genuine interest, seeing how discriminating she is about who gets her attention. ]

Thank you. Turns out it was easy to settle on a home sect after all.

[mydesigns]

Was it? I saw you clock a lot of hours in the Hoard wing. [says the guy who ... did the same and still chose freelance.]

[immuno]

The same could be said of you.

[ She gives him a "so there" sort of look, but it gives way to genuine explanation quickly enough. ]

I was told I was still welcome to the Hoard's facilities, but if I had to choose, I'd rather spend missions eating caviar than sitting behind a computer screen.

[mydesigns]

You think being in the tongue guarantees you caviar?

[immuno]

I think it lessens the likelihood of parking behind a screen or getting shot at.

[mydesigns]

Even the less desirable missions sometimes require a diplomatic component. I just wouldn't put all your eggs in that basket, that's all.

[immuno]

Spoken like someone who doesn't care if he winds up staking out a sewer.

[mydesigns]

How much I care about where I end up has little to do with whatever decision Wynn makes, I suspect.

[immuno]

It's funny, how many people will follow Wynn blindly into battle also make him sound so soulless.

[mydesigns]

Putting the needs of many before personal preference is soullessness?