deercountry | A celebration! [OTA]

Who: Ezra + CR + You!
What: A party to celebrate the Ezra Bridger's Knighting
When: Evening of 4/1
Where: The Sanctuary!

Content Warnings: Should mostly be wholesome good times, but it is a Jedi coming of age celebration, references to genocide and cultural loss, are possible.

When he'd first kicked around the idea of taken a self written oath and having a celebration in lieu of a Knighting, Ezra had assumed the get-together would be the handful of Jedi in Trench, and maybe a couple of other friends, if that.

LIfe has a funny way of throwing curveballs. Or - sometimes the Force provides.

He'd been pleasantly bewildered when Sansa had come up to him, having spotted the off the cuff Knighting ceremony under the guardian tree, and offered to have a feast at the Sanctuary as well.

Sansa, with Anakin Solo's help, has gone all out, as much as possible, on relatively short notice. Banners with the symbol of the Jedi Order adorn the Sanctuary grounds, and the full kitchen of the complex is thrown into setting out a minor feast, cakes included.

Ezra hadn't really thought to ask for alcoholic refreshment, that's there too. As well as wildly eclectic music and lights strung up to section off some space for a dance floor.

Everything open to all.

(OOC: Have at! Top level away! Will drop an OTA for Ezra below)

Threaded | Flat

A. A quiet moment

Early in the evening, Ezra is mostly all genuine smiles, but every once and a while, his eyes stray towards one of the banners with a sigil on it and he'll blink hard before jerking his attention back to offer a gracious, "Thank you for coming."

B.Dancing!

Has Ezra ever taken any dancing lessons? No. Is he a natural at dancing? ....Eh. Force senses are enough to not stop on nearby feet.

Is he game to dance with anyone tonight? YES.

C. The far side of tipsy

Ezra is an Outer Rim boy, which means for him the term 'underage drinking' only comes from his memories of growing up in America. Still, Ezra's never been one for intoxicants much, and even trying to pace himself, the evening gets away from him a little.

He holds out a hand, trying to pull himself to standing straight. "Ok, ok. In my defense, pretty sure more trashed than this is also a tradition thousands of brand new Knights have indulged in. Uh. I can purge this. In theory."

D. Wildcard

(OOC:Absolutely wildcard, please come and give congratulations and teasing in whatever is one's way, short of like, maiming.)

OTA (will match formating)