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She nodded her head furiously, her little pigtails bobbing with each move. "Yes, Rain's my name, and you are most welcome to one of my pins!" Rain happily grabbed one up and pinned it to her hoodie. Her first button! At least the first that was not one of her own. How frightfully awesome! "I wish you the best of luck in your campaign," Rain added.

Beanballs, buttons, she never expected things to get this exciting over the student council. It would be nice if both she and Kasumi made it and were able to work together.

"Heeeey, Coo coo for Cocoa Puffs~"

Nuk's low, gravelly voice traveled surprisingly well through the other conversations as the skinwalker approached the table, his traditional devious smirk curling the corner of his lips. Surprisingly, however, the reason he approached was not to tease or taunt the ghost girl whom had set up her campaign booth (quite nicely, actually) but rather quite the opposite. Coming to stand just to one side as to not impede any other students coming to see her, he grinned a bit as his glowing amber eyes traveled the length of her table, noting the little pins and trinkets she had set up before reaching over to grab one of the pokeplushes, tossing it up once before snatching it out of the air.

"Haven't seen you since 'Train ride from Hell' -- how's it hangin?"

((FFF, I love that song!))

Nuk's smirk broadened as the ghost gave that polite bow and called him by his full name, quirking an eyebrow at her skeptically. Oh, he knew why she was doing it -- she clearly was very interested in looking professional, right down to the invitingly decorated booth she had set up. Still, it was clear in his expression there was almost a compulsive itch to try to make her not professional, by any means necessary. He shoved away that impulse, however, nodding his head politely back and forced himself to be content to give her just an amused look. He didn't begrudge her wanting. Or couldn't, rather. He was actually kind of interested in being elected himself.

Laughing a little under his breath, the skinwalker lifted both eyebrows this time as she paused mid-sentence, waiting until she finished before snorting in response, giving her his most polite half-mocking reply.

"Kasumi," he repeated her full name as she had his, "You mean, and you believe my running to be a load of crap." Giving her a steady look (and perhaps the most conspicuous of lookovers -- she hadn't been wrong about the womanizing part... or so he likes to think) he gave another laugh, glancing down at the beanie in his hand, "You wouldn't be wrong -- you think I don't know I'm not exactly the most ideal guy for the job?"

Sitting up a bit further, he grinned an actually mostly genuine grin for once, looking around once more at the people stopping by her booth. (Mostly only because there was always that subtle hint of a deviant look in his eyes that he could never quite get rid of. It was hard to tell whether he just looked like that or whether he was always laughing at you in some degree.)

"You, however, seem to be doing well..."

He felt a tad guilty for what he was about to do. He had no intention for voting, but still had a need. A need to collect cute things. Like pins. Or plushies. And Kasumi has plushies. Israfel was a sucker for such gimmicks. Especially after seeing some students handling the most adorable little squishies around campus already. He would not be without one! It might just become the new fad! If not, it would be the most cutest little thing for his scareon to cuddle up to. She was such a cuddler after all, (ir didn't help that half the toys he got for her she set fire to. Ah, the benefits of having a room filled with water).

Getting close to the table, he didn't simply grab a plushie. No, that would be rude! Instead, he-
"Oh my god, is that a little ghost and bat in blue? Ugh, I knew you had taste, but your table is fabulous. Absolutely fabulous." He was busy getting distracted once more. "Kasumi right? And-" He noticed the skinwalker she was talking to. "Nukpana right? The guy who wants to get into Shehk's pants?" Israfel made a tisk tisk sound. "Really, posters on the walls. But, I must admit, your methods, while...questionable, are slightly romantic." The idea of plushies was gone, now he just wanted to chatter."Just slightly."

Israfel's mind made a small 'OMG YAY!' when he got to clear go ahead to grab one of the balls. Just one. Even if he wanted two. Or three, or maybe half a dozen. He wanted balls, badly.
"Israfel! And you made these yourself?" His appreciation for the way some students were going about this voting process was clear. Let the one with the most freebies win. Or the cutest pins. Or toys. Heck, it was all free wasn't it? Even if it was voting, and Israfel was going to be the one 'throwing away his vote' but still. Free cute toys! How could he resist?

"Have you considered coming to the FFF? I don't know it fashion is your thing but, personally I love having anyone with a sense of style around. We have tons of scrap material and god knows how much donated. Even if you don't care for fashion, ah! These things are so cute!" He gave the plush a light squeeze. It was so darn adorable. "I'm sorry, I just adore such charming things."

Tess had quietly flown towards Kasumi's booth, dead-set (or was it undead-set?) on showing the ghost that she was fully supporting her in her campaign. Which was really just the manananggal intending to wear whatever wearable campaign material there was. She was, however, pleasantly surprised to find Kasumi was giving out the most adorable balls she'd ever seen! The only way they'd be more adorable is if they came with ribbons! Seeing Israfel at the booth and Nukpana (whose name she only knew because of his campaign, and not the singles board. Hey, his card didn't have his picture, could you blame Tess for not knowing?), Tess decided to linger in the periphery instead. After all, Kasumi wouldn't have to try to convince her to vote for the onryo. She was just there to show her support.

And maybe get blue balls. Wait, a blue ball. Tess was certain the former coin of phrase meant something else entirely.

Junko was smiling down at the little button she'd taken from Rain's booth, walking into the creepateria now to get food for Her before She got tired of the lollipop. But something caught her eye first, something blue and surrounded by people! Mostly people she didn't know but...oh! Ohoh! It was Kasumi's booth! Junko gasped and hurried over. "Hello, Kasumi!" She chirped excitedly, blinking and looking down at the little plush toys she was offering and picking one up. They were darling!

"Wow, Kasumi! Did you make these yourself?" Junko asked with admiration, turning the pokebean ball this way and that. It was adorable! Even the little tail~! She blinked and suddenly remembered there were more people around, looking from one boil to the other. O-oh...she'd never been around more than one boil at a time before.