Day 1: Evening

[wizardseason]

Evening: 5:00pm - Midnight

[ IRL Timeframe: March 11th - March 18th, 2019 ]

The first day has come to a close, the only things left to do are get some food and get some rest. Fortunately the residents of Bamborough are hosting a party to congratulate the heroes on their first victory, unfortunately it's running for several hours this evening. There's only so much time for sleep. What kind of balance will your hero try to strike?

Unfortunately for everyone, the evil-allured knights will be treated to a rude wake-up surprise when they finally go to sleep. No matter when they finally set their head down to rest, they all wake up at the same time, in the same place. Only the evil-allured knights will have access to this post, click to see if you've been chosen.

The good-allured knights, meanwhile, are free of a visit tonight with the Princess and the Protector. The two of them, however, are due to have a chat. Questions have to be answered, after all! He's dressed in his usual attire:

He's the same height as Luka with dark skin and vivid blue eyes that match the color of the sky. He has wicked winged white eyeliner to accent his eyes and curly black hair with white tips piled on top of his head, it's a wonder how it stays up there. Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, he's wearing a pajama robe that looks either blue or silver depending how it's touched or how it moves. Most importantly is that he's got brass knuckles on both his hands, like he's ready to fight. But he's not here to fight, he's here to give a whisper about what comes next.

First Night Event: Bamborough: Everyone invited.

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The Weather

• Starry Night.
• 64°F / 18°C
• Quite breezy, all the trees are rustling.

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Prompts:

• Bamborough Party: To celebrate the defeat of the first monster, a full banquet is being held near the beach in Bamborough. Unlimited food, unlimited drinks, and most importantly of all was a small stockpile of blankets, sheets, pillows, and toiletries to offer any knight who might've forgotten something on the way out here. Naturally, every item is sponsored.


• You're all over Social Media!: Videos were successfully taken of all twelve knights and the princess during the first battle, and now the world is abuzz about what happened! What are they saying about your hero? How did they even get this footage? Or worst of all, how bad are they dissing your camera skills for those that recorded themselves?


• A late night walk: The first day is over, the first monster is dead. How's your character holding up? Do they seek out support from a fellow hero? Do they spend it alone? What kind of night are they having now that it's all real?


• A late night meal: Anyone leaving the Bamborough party late enough will be able to spot that a local late night ramen shop is open for business. If your hero hasn't quite eaten enough, they can drop by for a bite. But be warned, a certain sleepy villain is getting a bite to eat herself. Care to share a ramen bar meal with the enemy?

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Procedure:

Reply to the appropriate toplevel comments for events below. Indicate if a post is a private conversation with "Private" in the subject otherwise all threads should be open to interaction with others. Plan OOCly how you'd like to toss everyone around.

Comments

[fop_lop]

Even sober Terrence would doubt his ability to out-speed Haizea, but especially not right now. Her footing is a bit compromised at the moment, though...

"I do have a sizeable selection of suits, yes, but I can be rather fashionable in my free time! I own plenty of other 'exciting' things as well, but... Those are still secret for the time being..." he teases, tone implying that 'time being' could be very much temporary.

[tropicalstorm]

She grins at his teasing, this is fun.

"If you tell me they're secret then that just makes me want to find out about them! Buuuuuut I guess I can be patient..." She gives an exaggerated sigh and shifts her position so she's half-sitting on the back of the chair, turning away from him just slightly. His jacket is still thrown over her shoulder, the one now closest to him.

[fop_lop]

"Good," he smugs. "It's more exciting when there's anticipation."

Speaking of, alright he'll take the bait - after Haizea has fully adjusted her body and at a moment that she's looking slightly away, he darts forward to snatch at his jacket. He doesn't expect to succeed really, but with her footing, just maybe...

[tropicalstorm]

He does indeed get his hands on the jacket! When Haizea feels it start to slip off her shoulder though, she immediately stands back up, which is enough to finally send the already off balance chair tumbling to the ground. Haizea doesn't go down with it though, but jumps off it as it goes down and places one hand on Terrence's nearby shoulder to use to help propel her out of the crash zone. She's only there for a moment but Terrence will definitely feel her full weight concentrated there.

Once she jumps away from the chair, she manages to stick the landing, only hopping once or twice as she finds her footing. While it's kind of athletically impressive that she managed to jump out in time, she has all the grace of a seasick water buffalo and looked something of a fool doing it.

All that said, Terrence succeeds at taking back his jacket! And only at the cost of one tottering chair.

[fop_lop]

Fortunately for Haizea, Terrence is himself off-balance enough that he completely misses any lack of grace she might display...

Also fortunately for himself, he was expecting to overextend going for the jacket, so he steps off of his own chair in a surprisingly graceful movement, allowing it to clatter to the ground only a split-second after her own as he takes a few more steps out further than intended but pirouettes back around to face her while swooshing his jacket slightly and holding it back over one shoulder with two fingers and a thumb, looking slick as fuck!

He finishes out the movement by extending his free arm out towards the dragon knight, fingers splayed as if inviting her to take his hand for a dance.

That slick fuck.

[tropicalstorm]

By the time he's turned around, she's gathered back her composure (or whatever remains of it in her nearly drunken state), and is standing there with one hand on her hip. She raises her eyebrows at his dance invitation before grinning and reaching out to take his hand.

"You sure? I might just take the chance to snag your jacket again. Or maybe somethin' else..."

[fop_lop]

Obviously amused, Terrence quirks a brow. He simply gives her a smirk for a second or two even once as their hands touch before thinking back to their bet this morning and forming a bit of a scheme...

"Wouldn't it be more fun to earn it?" he goads, needling at her obvious competitive spirit. Regardless of her response, he quickly tosses the jacket onto a nearby table and draws close to the other knight before asking, "Could you lead?"

It's not that he expects her to have some kind of formal ballroom experience (obviously-sketchy public image aside), it's more that he's interested in how she'll react.

[tropicalstorm]

"Earn it, hmm," she muses as he tosses his jacket aside. He's right that she can absolutely get competitive when it suits her, but also right in that she has no ballroom experience, or really any dancing experience that's regimented enough to have one partner leading another.

"I could lead, but I'd have a bit of trouble tellin' where I'd be leadin' us since I can't see over you," she says, a hand above her head to illustrate their height difference. "Unless I..." she trails off, sidling up close and snaking an arm around his back, "do this!"

And quite suddenly, Terrence will find himself off balance as she sweeps his legs out from under him, then catches him in a low dip, holding up his wight fairly easily with one arm. With any luck, this will distract him from finding out she doesn't actually know how to dance.

[fop_lop]

Fortunately for both of them, Terrence isn't actually interested in whether or not Haizea can actually dance, especially formally. After all, anyone can dance if you don't apply so many stodgy rules to what does or does not count.

Also fortunately due to the difference in their heights, the rabbit knight is able to keep his feet firmly on the ground as she bends him back - or at least one foot, as he dramatically lifts the other up perpendicular in a pose of sorts.

"Well that certainly works," he affirms, recovering from the shock of being displaced so quickly by placing his own arm above hers.

[tropicalstorm]

'A good reaction,' She thinks and smiles down at him before pulling him back upright fairly easily but doesn't remove his arm from above hers.

"...How 'bout we don't worry over who leads for now, and just have some fun dancin'? We'll see if I can earn that jacket sooner or later," she says with a wink and starts to pull him over to the dance floor. Once out on the floor, she's not a great dancer, but makes up for it with enthusiasm.

[fop_lop]

Enthusiasm is all Terrence is really looking for at the moment - they're both a few sheets to the wind tonight anyhow, and he certainly didn't take her for the practiced dancer type.

He's more than happy to let her pull him over and to join in, not exactly coming across as the most graceful himself at the moment.

It's... Nice.

For as carefree as Terrence has been pretending to be this entire time, he'd never actually stopped from his usual schedule and took a moment to prepare before they arrived. Had anyone..? How exactly can someone put their whole life on hold to spontaneously fight for the right of all life to continue..?

In this moment, at least, it doesn't really matter.