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This booth is a little shabby; its creator has clearly thrown it together on a low budget, although perhaps with a lot of love. A white tablecloth is draped over an uneven, tilting table; a textbook has been used to prop up one of the four table legs. There are some holes and stains in the tablecloth. There is a sign leaning against the tablecloth with both Estel's name and her slogan: "A voice for everyone!" Strangely, the booth smells strongly of flowers, a smell that doesn't seem to be coming from the black-haired ghost who is maintaining it. If you wait long enough, you might see a plossom minipet (or two, or three, or ten) peeking out from under the tablecloth.

The ghost maintaining the booth is practically always smiling. Occasionally, she glows a soft golden. She seems very happy to be there but also a little embarrassed about her booth's budget - occasionally she tries to rearrange the jars to hide holes in the tablecloth.

Atop the table is a signboard outlining Estel's campaign and three jars. One jar is filled with large marbles in various colors, one jar is full of folded slips of paper, and one jar is empty. In front of the third jar is a pencil and a pad of paper; that jar is labeled 'What events would you like to see from the Student Council?' It should perhaps be noted that the label has been printed out - in fact, all of the text on the booth has been printed and pasted. Estel's own handwriting is nowhere to be seen.

The signboard reads:
A voice for everyone!

• My name is Estel Herald! I am a first-year student at Amity and I would love to be representing all of you as Student Council Secretary.
  
• Being a member of the Student Council has been my dream ever since I remembered what the Student Council was!
  
• As secretary, I will advocate for you! Events that you want to see! Prizes that you want to win!

Please do not startle the plossoms!

• Pick a piece of paper! Your number indicates what you win! Please only take the plossoms if you feel like you can give them a loving home.
  
• If you have any suggestions, comments, or questions, please put them in the suggestion jar! Everything in there will be read.

Shun stopped in front of the booth with his hands in his pockets. He tilted his head, then looked towards Estel.

"Running for Student Council?"

Well that much was obvious. However, he couldn't really read a lot of the printed stuff that was on the table and whatnot.

Staring down at the plossom Estel wrangled, the reaper raised his brow for the moment, then looked around.

"I see. I see. Good luck to you, then," he said with a nod before pausing.

"Do you need help with anything?"

Might as well be a helpful mentor.

"...Do you need help exterminating them?" he asked in a deadpan manner. Ying and Yang could probably take care of a few, and he supposed he could try and figure out a way to cook plossoms but...

Shun let out a huff at that.

"Fair enough," he replied with a shrug. Looking towards the jar, he reached over to pluck one of the slips out. He gave the slip a look over, but then just showed it to Estel.

Llyr found it prudent to visit the other booths, so here he was, wandering from booth to booth so that he could meet the other candidates. The secretarial one for a ghoul named Estel was simple, yet it was clearly comfortable and rather nice all the same, Llyr thought. And it smelled lovely, of flowers, which was by far one of his favorite scents, so automatically he was quite pleased with the booth and its occupant.

He gave the ghoul a bright smile as he stepped up to her.

"I am Llyr," he said, with a beaming expression on his pale, lightly scaled face. "I am running for Student Council President! Your booth is quite lovely, and your stockings are lovely as well, they are so bright and colorful! This is a very nice place and I do so enjoy the smell of flowers!"

As though to add to this point, Llyr reached into his robes and pulled out a slightly battered flower crown, which he offered to the ghoul with a flourish and another one of his cheerful smiles.

"For you!" he said happily. "As a gesture of luck for you in your campaign!"

The other boil, standing near to the ghoul, was unfamiliar as well, but Llyr gave him a nod and a smile, though he looked rather flustered and downtrodden as he said, "I'm afraid I did not bring enough flower crowns for you as well, I am sorry. However, there are more at my booth - " He pointed in its direction. " - if you wish to have one of your own!"

"Oh! Thank you!" Estel accepted the flower crown, looking delighted as she set it on her head - a little bit crooked. "I remember your booth from the carnival, too! It's nice to meet you! I'm Estel."

At that, she had to break off suddenly to lunge and grab an escaping lotus blossom plossom. It wrapped its tail around her arm, curling up in her hands. "If you'd like a plossom to take home, there's a jar - please! They're very friendly."

She had a feeling she was going to be trapped at her own booth for a while unless one of her friends volunteered to watch her plossoms for a bit so she could visit the others.