open | your baddest behavior

[cozen]

WHO: Alexandrie, Bastien, Byerly, and their captive audience
WHAT: Mandatory etiquette and dance lessons
WHEN: Justinian 15, 9:45
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: See the OOC post and IC announcement for more information! If you didn't sign up, you can still participate in Parts A and D, and just handwave the other two, without needing to sign up or get an assignment. If you want to do B and C, you can find your own dance partner/seating group OOC, or you can sign up now and we'll dole out new assignments if we get enough latecomers to do so. If you signed up and are missing from the lists when you shouldn't be, I'm sorry and please tell me!

disclaimer: event less fancy than pictured

Seating Assignments
— Table One: Gwenaëlle, Iorveth, Matthias, Athessa
— Table Two: Flint, Ilias, Darras, Med Seller, Yngvi
— Table Three: Julius, Thranduil, Anders, Brienne
— Table Four: Benedict, Colin, Valentine, Six, Derrica
— Table Five: Teren, Salvio, Bartimaeus, Osana
— Table Six: Freddie, Petrana, Kain, Merrill, Silver
— Table Seven: Yseult, Cosima, Steve, Inessa
— Table Eight: Sidony, Fifi, Nell, Fingon
— Table Nine: Thor, Nathaniel H., Solas, Skadi

Dance Partners
— Cosima & Nathaniel H.
— Athessa & Anders
— Teren & Flint
— Freddie & Bartimaeus
— Yseult & Darras
— Nell & Julius
— Merrill & Colin
— Skadi & Benedict
— Gwenaëlle & Solas
— Petrana & Salvio
— Osana & the Medicine Seller
— Sidony & Matthias
— Six & Thranduil
— Brienne & Valentine
— Fifi & Steve
— Thor & Fingon
— Ilias & Iorveth

Comments

Table Nine

[pinprick]

Nathaniel has had to eat all sorts when with the Wardens, but somehow, the most infuriating thing on these plates is the corn on the cob. After everything, giving him something that will leave bits of things in his teeth that he isn't allowed to pick out is adding a great deal of insult to some minor injury. He tries circumventing the problem with a cross look on his face, taking his sharp knife and cutting off the corn daintily.

"Has anyone read any intriguing articles, of late?" he asks while trying not to burn through the plate with a dirty look.

[iceblade]

Skadi was having a grand time being her usual self and seeing just how uncomfortable that would make their 'civilized' instructors. Not giving a damn about points in the slightest, she ate without care of accidentally spilling anything, nor did the fish or pigs' feet faze her. Completely ignoring dress protocol as well, she was clad in her usual clothing. Elbows on the table were a given, as was leaning back in her chair. She didn't even bother to look around for reactions, pretending to be oblivious.

"Articles? Pfft, tell me about the griffons. Your lot has a new generation, aye? Now that's exciting. If only my hold could see them...."

[thorndergod]

Thor is glad that he's sitting across from Skadi rather than next to her, because it means his red, black, and gold robes aren't at risk of being splashed. He's the very picture of civilized. Tevinter civilized, that is. It includes all of the expected manners and the ability to eat things with a straight face, but it absolutely doesn't involve clothing that isn't mage robes.

"I read something yesterday suggesting that the elephants we encountered in battle were a mass hallucination." Griffons are fascinating. He's rather tempted to take up learning to fly himself. But articles were the selected topic and manners suggest following that lead. "It went on to suggest that we may be imagining the Rift issue as well. Some sort of... panic, I believe it said. It was written by a fellow here in Kikrwall, a William Sims in Lowtown. I found the attitude behind it far more interesting than the content."

Because the content is bullshit, but he can't well say that in civilized company. Or when he's pretending he's in civilized company.

[dirth]

"They were not," Solas comments idly. He is not eating much - either because he doesn't want to or because he is waiting for the promise of dessert - but he looks up all the same, speaking to his companions with some ease. He minds Skadi and Nathaniel far less than he minds Thor, who is so eagerly Tevinter that it feels like a slap in the face.

He leans back in his chair, lips pursing for just a moment.

"Many people are still distrustful of Rifters and their nature, despite all that they have done. It comes as no surprise that they might blame them and the Rifts for something terrible happening in Thedas. Heaven forbid that there be another cause for concern at the moment."