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There was a beautiful handsome cute something shirtless boil at her booth. Piper said something smart like uh and stared. Why was he wearing chains when he seemed pretty much off da chain?

Wait, no, she was supposed to be against the guy, not ogling him! He wasn't even her type! (No, apparently that belonged to things like stupid blond reaper nerds.) But bare chests were always nice. But opponent. But gorgeous hair.

"Uh—yeah." Try again. The ghoul shook her head, her hair rolling in waves behind her, and put on a smile. "Hi, Lee...uh, yeah, hi there! I'm Piper." He probably gathered that from the booth, right...

Blinking in surprise at the offering, she took the flower crown. "Ooo...Very pretty." Piper studied it for a moment, then attempted to slide it into her hair. It immediately entangled itself at an odd angle; beside her, the phoenix grumpkin king snickered. "Crap, I hate how thick my hair is sometimes," she grumbled, wincing as she tried to ease it back out. "Hey, um, you can help yourself to a tat if y'want? I got a lot of them. All natural too!"

As Elliot moved to from one booth, she heard a loud yet proud voice coming from another booth and she gravitated towards it.

This ghoul, Pipes, sounds awesome. She sounds confident and strong. When she said the words sports, Elliot was interested. More physical play the better.

Elliot ears twitched as she heard a flapping of wings, as she looked up at the sky she realized that there were birds of prey and they were dropping something.

She then held her hands up to catch whatever they were dropping, hoping it wasn't wet and slimy.

And Elliot didn't have to worry about catching anything, for she didn't catch anything at all.

She either missed it or someone else caught it.

Avoiding embarrassment, she turned around and walked on

Still carting around his case filled with the experimental items from his booth, Brenley trudged in the direction of Piper's, trusting in his knowledge of the school grounds to guide him. He'd had plenty of opportunities to leave his burden behind like he'd left Screech, but the case had another purpose to serve here. It held a gift for the ghoul he was going to see, something he wanted to hide as inconspicuously as possible. That a knee-high, hard sided case could be deemed inconspicuous when he was the one carrying it probably said something about his life choices that he should be pondering further, but now wasn't the time, especially not once he heard Llyrendil's voice.

He lengthened his stride, despite his unease and lack of enchantments to muddy his features, nodding at each student he passed until the water demon came into view. Piper and Llyr were just... talking, like nothing was wrong with that, and nothing was because he had never told her the names of anyone who had been in that death trap with him, especially not the ones who didn't like him very much. Brenley stopped, then stiffly took a step forward as if his brain and his legs were at odds.

"Piper." He noticed the crown in her hand, woven with the same blue flowers as the one hidden in his case. Well... s**t. "Hello."

Piper quickly puffed her chest out as Amarus arrived, trying to look impressive and not at all like she'd just barely disentangled a flower crown from her hair; apparently she managed to be successful. "Thanks for stopping by! But yeah, they're my pride and joy," she said with a beam as the cardinal and blue jay chased each other. True, she needed a lot of breaks to keep up the game, but it was worth seeing her lovelies moving about and having fun.

It took some effort not to snicker at the ghost's attempt. It became a whole lot easier when the urge died at Amarus's creepy smile. Great timing too after the awful ones Mei's flycats had given her. "Oof, good first try. Take a break and stretch, 'Marus. If I feel any suffering coming on, I know where to go!" Piper chirped. Tempo nudged her arm and, once she extended her hand, dropped a bronze star (U TRIED) pin into it. It was then promptly offered to the visitor.



Another bronze pin with a different phrase (PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE) was snatched out by the more colorful grumpkin king, Hati. She trailed after Elliot, made a few muffled mewling noises, and tried to pass it on.



JJ, the black spotted grumpkin, and Skoll, the panda flavored one, gazed at Alpinely. The former was happy to see more people and had his tongue lolling out. The latter was giving the visitor a flat stare, as if asking, Well, are you going to promise a vote or what?



As Piper plucked a water bottle from a cooler behind the counter and drank, she heard mister dumb blond reaper need himself pop up. "'Sup, B-Ren?" she greeted him, all semblance of her previous anger gone for the moment; all of her energy was spent for the booth and campaigning and slightly freaking out that she was even doing this (though thankfully she was a master of looking like she was in control when not busy breaking down). She glanced at his case and smirked, waving at it with the crown. "What, got a business meeting already? Nerd signal in the sky calling you home?"

He did have some cutesy stuff out earlier. Maybe he caught someone's eye? Did they send career people to this sort of stuff? Oh crap, she hoped not because that would have been a golden opportunity to show her singing talents...

"Oh, Jory! 'Eyyyyyy~" She waved him down with a grin. "That's the stuff I like to hear. Bren, Llyr, you know Jory, right? Well look at you, being all social and—" She paused glanced at the boil with him, and gave an overdramatic gasp. "Who's this cute spook, huh?"

When Jory had asked him to see the booths he had expected to be able to meet him for the carnival, but that had fallen through and here he found himself getting ready to go check out something entirely different. The only reason he cared to even go was because of Jory, honestly he didn't get into school things much, rarely classes so this 'election' couldn't mean less to him. Dressed slightly better than normal, meaning there weren't chew marks on his clothes, and wearing a ponytail to keep his long hair in check, Zaire sighed when a knock came. Trying to get all his excitement out now before Jory noticed, greeting his boilfriend with a returned kiss, he happily laced fingers back as they set off.

The quiet walk was more than welcomed considering they would soon be in a barrel of noise, and he liked holding Jory's hand much more than chattering aimlessly at the other boil and it allowed for easier notice when his boil tensed up. "...You look great...sure you don't just want to makeout...?" He teased hoping to relax the other, but not at all going to complain if Jory took him serious.

As Jory led the way he peered over the booth briefly then gave a squeeze to the tightened hand he held. A glance to Jory and the tuck in tighter had him smiling lazily, he could tell the other boil was getting nervous of the crowd. Jory had told him about his issues and while he didn't like crowds in general he didn't suffer any kind of anxiety with them unlike his poor boilfriend, which meant he was perfectly fine in being the others rock..or shield at this rate.

As Jory engaged the booth runner, Zaire took that moment to glance away, a bored blank expression crawling over his features, not because he was it was just his standard face. Once the ghoul responded back a glance was given to her and a small smile. Then after a moment or two, enough time for him to figure out he wanted to see Jory's blushing face, Zaire's hand came up for a lazy wave and he gave his own introduction, "...I'm his boilfriend,...Zaire...nice to meet you.." His tone was low, words drawn out as per-normal, the ending greeting clearly given to all in ear shot as he nodded to each of those nearby assuming it was whom the ghoul had mentioned.

The ghoul had to admit, Piper sure knew how to draw you in with her booth. All the shiny lights, the music, the smell of the scented candles. It drew your eye and your attention. Everyone was doing such a good job with their campaign booths.

Meixiang had started to make the rounds to all the other booths when she came upon Piper's. She was a little weary of the firey looking grumpkin though that was sitting at the booth. While he seemed docile she still had that little thing about fire. So she avoided that small area of the booth for now.

She listened to the goings on for a moment, amused and smiling. Finally she piped up. "Hey Piper, good luck on your campaign. And thanks for coming by my booth earlier." She settled a plum flower shaped pin onto the counter of the booth. "Perhaps it'll bring you just a little extra luck." She would stop to play the games at the booths that she visited but figured for the most part she would leave that to the other booth patrons. There would be time for games and stuff like that later.

With a wave, the Jiang Shi took her leave of the booth. There were many more to stop by and visit. Especially ones by those who she had not met recently. She would have stayed to perhaps talk a bit more but Piper looked busy as well so she did not want to take up too much of her time with idle chatter.

He looked down at the case as she gestured at it. "No," Bren replied, taking two tries to get the word out. He swallowed. "I... um... I wasn't planning on bringing it, but I just came here to lend my support, not distract you from..." He lifted his free hand slightly, indicating the crowd gathered at her booth. "I thought to occupy myself so I wouldn't get in your way." At least she didn't seem angry at the moment. He didn't think he would have been able to tolerate Llyr's presence and her anger at the same time.

The reaper stood mostly motionless for another moment, his fingers twitching slightly against his case's handle. Eventually, he nodded sharply at the pair of monsters and managed a thin smile. "Jory. Zaire." Brenley retreated behind the booth, making a show of setting things up while keeping everyone in view.