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Llyr had been noticeably kind in coming to visit Gabby's booth, for no other reason than simple desire to meet other candidates - and perhaps other students in general. It was the kind of trait people would have liked to see in a president, Gabby surmised. The kind of trait necessary to deal with that many people, and somehow actually care about them. That, coupled with the laid back and soothing presence the water demon exhuded, meant that Llyr would probably win his attempted post.

Gabby wondered what it would be like to hold that much responsibility for an entire student body, and then he got very, very tired and desired a nap.

Instead, he visited Llyr's booth, as a gesture of thanks for the boils visit to his. There might have been a small alternative reason behind his visit - and it might have had to do with scoring another flower wreath (he still wore the one Llyr had given him, and his others were all at home on the wall.) But he would never admit that.

"Your booth is very nice." Gabby hesitantly complimented, trying to be less frosty than usual. "I am sure you will win."

He stealthily leaned over, and picked up a blue flower crown, placing it gently on his head on top of the white one Llyr had given him. He bent in to look at himself through the reflection of the fish pool, and adjusted the flowers until it looked just right.

"There." He murmured. "I will wear this as well, to give you good luck."

He clearly did not understand the whole luck thing very well.

The boil with the snake tail was certainly curious enough. Llyr gave him a look of wide-eyed interested, dark eyes following the progression of the other as he tried to figure out just how it worked. The snake seemed to be connected to the boil, not in the same way that Pachua turned into a snake, which was quite fascinating.

"Yes, please do take as many as you wish!" said Llyr, beaming at the boil. "Please do take whatever you wish, I am quite glad that people seem to like what I have to offer."

He blinked, tilting his head a little, and said, "Oh! It is not necessary for you to give me something in return, I do not mind giving things out!"


The vampire that stepped up was dimly familiar, though Llyr couldn't quite place him. Still, he was quite impressive on the whole that it made him smile, and Llyr gestured towards the table of goodies, quite pleased to see that someone else had slid a suggestion into the box.

"Thank you for stopping by!" he said with a little wave.


The next ghoul to arrive was unfamiliar, but Llyr gave her a warm, welcoming smile anyway, his cheeks flushed with pleasure. "Good afternoon," he said happily, and gestured to the table in front of him. "My name is Llyrendil, and I am a second year at Amityville! As you can see, I am running for Student Council President! What is your name? Please do help yourself to whatever you'd like!"


The boil that stepped up was someone else unfamiliar, but Llyr welcomed him with a beaming smile and a little nod of his head. The ears were very likable, he decided, and reminded him a little of Jove's, though Jove's were much smaller and fluffier.

"Oh!" said Llyr in surprise and then gave a little laugh. "Oh, that is a very difficult question, you are right. I don't really have a favorite, but I do have one that is very precious to me, and she is Elysia, my herpalotl!" He beamed, clearly happy to be talking about her. "She has been with me a long time."

Llyr lifted a hand and swept a few stray strands of hair from his face. "Things have been faring quite well, thank you for asking," he said, sounding very pleased someone had asked him. "I am very much enjoying my time campaigning, and even if I do not win the position, I have at least had quite a good time running!"


The arrival of the dragon boil Gabriel made Llyr smile in delight. "Thank you very much!" he said happily, waving at the assortment of goodies in front of him. "I am very glad that you have stopped by, your booth was quite lovely to see, and I am very pleased to hear that you think my booth is worth visiting!"

Hearing that this boil thought he might win made Llyr flush with a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure all at once, because surely he couldn't quite trust himself to think that way so early on. "You are very kind," said Llyr, with a little bow in Gabby's direction. "Thank you so much."

Even if the other boil didn't understand the whole luck thing well, Llyr was still positively thrilled that someone liked his flower crowns enough to wear two of them. He pressed his hands together and gave a little clap, beaming so brightly it was a wonder the whole both didn't light up.

"You look wonderful," he said. "Thank you so much!"


Llyr liked the pink goo because it was very pretty in its own way. Which he told the ghoul as she smiled at him, Llyr reaching a hand up to absently pat at the flower crown on his own head with a lightly scaled hand and make sure it was still there.

"That is a good idea!" he said, clearly pleased with this notion. "You are very intelligent, I will most certainly take that into account! Thank you so much for your suggestions and for your wishes of luck, I am very grateful to you for all of them! Please do stop by again!"

He gave her a little wave as she left, feeling slightly more cheered.

For a brief moment, she just stood there behind the small crowd as she always did - unsure if Ruth was with her really - watching the others and letting her gaze drift towards the booth itself. It was simple but it was very pretty; it had flowers and little bowls and the boil manning it was very much pretty like his set up. She said nothing of the matter to him, as it was but just sort of gave him most upbeat happy stare before she finally moved a little more forward.

The first thing she noticed at her new perspective, even before the nets, was the sign up on the side. Very carefully she read it, sometimes sounding out the words out loud as she continued down the list. there were a few words she struggled with, but it was very simple and honestly she could say she rather liked what Llyr had to offer if he was the president of their student council. He did mention he liked people. "I like them too ~" Olivia chirped happily, giving the fishy boil another happy look.

It was then she finally moved onto the little game he had set up. Olivia picked up one of the nets as she made it behind the booth towards the little pool and picked up one of the offered nets. She cast it in, then reeled it out only to find a very cute little black and blue creature inside. Oh, how neat! Olivia's eyes just seemed to glow a little brighter at what she had found. (She was given a little leash for her prize, more things, yay!)

"Can I have a flower crown as well?" The ghoul asked when she rounded back towards the front. Even though there was a blue one as well, she kind of had her eyes set on the white one. (She had to wonder if this one did anything fun like the last one she put on).

In his eye-searing, Merry-inspired clothing with the "Vote for Merry!" pins and faux feathers, Ahm was quite visible - as he had intended to be. He was basically rocking the "walking advertisement" look as he made his way over to Llyr's booth.

He'd met the water demon when Merry's campaign booth had been the Snack Attack (he missed the candy already, though some of it was still squirreled away in his dorm room) and when he'd realized the pretty boil was running for office...well, he figured he'd give him some support.

It certainly didn't hurt that Llyr was easy on the eyes, either.

"Ah, so this is where all the flower-crowns're coming from." Ahm smiled, teeth gleaming from within his cowl. There was also a game still up, water and nets and Ahm's tail and gloved fingers twitched; he did so enjoy games. Of all sorts. But most especially the sorts that garnered food...which minipets could become most easily.

Ahm shifted and watched Llyr as he took a net and gave the 'game' a shot. When a rather wet aromatic mushroom ended up in his net, he chuckled and fluttered his lashes. "Aw, I didn't know this was a dinner date. I woulda brought flowers or something."

Bart couldn't help but smile a bit more at the boil's rather excited reply about dust bunnies. Part of him was very tempted to go 'fan girl' and talk about how cute they were, but he kept his composure. He scratched the back of his head at Llyr's comment about rooms. "Yeah... I'm not exactly what I would consider an organized person, so they show up rather regularly in my room..." he admitted with a nervous laugh.

Bart had to agree with the boil about meeting people, although he knew their reasons for enjoying it were probably quite a bit different.

Bart noticed that Llyr looked a bit confused about chess, but Bart understood. Although playing chess definitely got any boil or ghoul brownie points in Bart's book, not too many people played it anymore. As such, not everyone really knew what it was either. Bartholomew didn't like it, but it was the ugly truth and he, more or less, understood. "Definitely! I would be more than happy to teach you!"

Bart contained a bit of laughter as the boil gripped his hand. He forgot that not everyone in Amity was used to giving hand shakes. Bart had a lot of adapting to do. "The pleasure is all mine. I am kind of... Both? A student and just visiting. I'm kind of just hanging around until some paperwork and stuff gets done so I can be an official student. It still sounds like it will be a while, but that just makes events like these all the more fun. Although, hopefully by next year I'll be able to run for student council myself! I think it would be a ton of fun."

Cherry looked curiously at Lry's table, she likely the pretty flower crowns and she liked the things he stood for. She smiled and remained quiet as she looked over all the information.

Sorrow followed a pleasant smell, not of food, but-

"Woah." She picked up one of the crowns, inhaling. The one she was holding had a gentle, ghostly smell. Less chemical than perfume. Natural. But it wouldn't last, huh? Like anything else that got picked, it couldn't stay fresh. Everything had a price.

She put the crown down.

The t-shirts weren't like that. They were advertisements, and the booth owner didn't even like, wear a shirt. But it was new clothes. It would help the shirt she had wear out slower.

There was also a suggestion box. There was the same boil who had been at the other booth. She watched what he was writing.

"That's like, a good idea..." It would help her.

She added her own, in loopy handwriting.


I'VE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY

Student Name: Sorrow
Notes: Better food in the cafeteria.




Or just any kind of food, really. She wanted to try the food from the shops, in the windows. She wished there was some way the school could get that food. Or at least let them taste it.