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[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

[elegiaque]

“I'm sure Vivienne learned a lot of things from the Duke de Ghislain,” Gwenaëlle says, which is precisely the sort of bad example that no one should be following where making conversation at dinner parties is concerned and which she might not have done if she thought there was any likelihood of Madame de Fer hearing about it quickly. Or visiting Riftwatch.

Riftwatch is probably a bit too declassé for her refined palate; this is hardly the sort of soiree that Skyhold might host to impress visiting dignitaries.

A beat later, “While they were fucking.”

Yes, he probably understood the reference.

Then, “The old one, I mean. The dead one.”

Andraste.

[overharrowed]

"...is this a test?" He definitely wouldn't be asking if he actually thought so. "Spend the evening conversationally weaving only to be struck in the face with the gossip equivalent of a cast-iron pan?"

[elegiaque]

Incongruously, she looks very proud of herself— “A cast-iron pan, really?” And then, “Tell Alexandrie it was a test if she asks.”

[overharrowed]

Julius laughs, quietly. "Alright, I will. Am I allowed to tell her I inched by with a passing grade, as well? Recovered with a well-timed joke?"