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 Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:28 pm
Riley had been walking back to her booth just as Mot headed out, and she dropped her hand on his shoulder. Thank you, so very much. She whispered in gratitude, before letting him go.
Now that she had returned, she could see the booth was almost as good as new. She suspected this was as good as it was going to get. Besides, she had just put down her campaign flyers, and felt it was time to get some attention.
That being said, she checked for Christof. Christof, dear - are you still around? You said the cannons are ready, did you not? I think we should get started on our little game, perhaps.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:34 pm
When Riley returned Sammy was sitting on one of the more clear spots of the table, yes she was sitting on Riley's booth, but she was at least holding a support Riley plush so it counted as supporting it right?
When she finally noticed her coming back she raised a hand of the small Riley plush in a wave. "Done exploring and or strangling a few gnomes after all this? You left pretty fast; though it seems everyone's cleaned this up for you pretty well."
Her eyebrow quirked ever so slightly, cannon cats? Glancing about she tried to make sure where she was sitting was not at all near anything resembling a cannon of which a cat might fly out of.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:35 pm
The hunchback glanced up from where he was slowly, methodically running his tape-invention over each Riley doll lovingly, fumbling with the plush before quickly popping it back on it's shelf, MOSTLY sparkle free, Ah! Yes Mistress! He hurried over as she summoned him, tugging at his coat to make sure it stayed in place- she hadn't seen his... additional upgrades just yet, and he planned on keeping it that way as long as possible. Oh, yes, Mistress! it is ready and the dolls are all prepped, Mistress. I just have a few last minute things to tend to and ah... shortly, shortly! We wouldn't want er... anyone to harm themselves if something went wrong, um. But! But I think I built everything properly!
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:58 pm
Riley nodded at Christof, pleased to hear things were ready, before hopping on the booth and sitting beside Sammy, though facing the opposite side. She looked.. conflicted.
Priorities shifted in her mind, suddenly making things easier.
Sammy. She murmured quietly. Her eyes were slit thin, and calculating. Do you know what I need? I need help with my campaign. I need all of the students of this school to see what I have already done, and what I can do. You know?
She had been thinking hard about this. It was obvious.
And I need a lot of support. She took in a deep sigh, then finally turned her head to look at the ghoul. Can you think of anyone who might be interested?
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 9:07 pm
Slowly Sammy started to relax, no sign of cannons and Riley not actually filled with rage over the sparkles was probably good for everyone right now. Slowly her boots would start to tap out a light rhythmic thump against the wood as she swung each leg in turn.
"Off the top of my head, I can say you started fitness club, helped that flea bag fool Nuk run a prom." She had to admit even if she didn't fully trust him after Shehk having a break down he did manage to put together prom.
"Beyond that, I've heard tales of you and sugar, saw some guy like you drop you at prom, and some other things I really rather not remember seeing happen to you." Her face seemed to pale a bit more if that was possible. Seeing ones friends carved up was not a high point.
When the question popped up she could only tap her chin in thought. "I know Shehk is running for a spot, you, Amrita, tons of people honestly." She tapped her chin again, "Honestly? Your to the point you need to make pacts with people running for other offices as a group. A cabinet or something they call it."
"As for me? I've only bothered to think about helping Shehk since she's away for break and could use all the help she needs."
She didn't bring up what was bothering her for now, thankfully Riley was talking to her now, and not after causing self mutilation over it.
"So what would you want of me for all..." she waved slowly at everything around them, "...With all of this?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 9:20 pm
Riley snorted as Sammy began listing, and put a palm to her head.
Obviously I am being too subtle. She murmured, and instead she hopped off the booth, and grabbed a t-shirt off of the shelves. She turned, and held it out for Sammy. I was actually trying to ask you to help me advertise my campaign, Sammy. If you're up for it, that is.
She reached back and got a baseball cap, planting that on the ghoul's head as well. This was around when she realized..
... Where is your - did you grow hair, Sammy?
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 9:30 pm
Glancing around she watched as Riley held the shirt up to her, she cocked her head ever so slightly, the color wasn't her but it was her size at least. "My help huh?" For a moment she was quiet as the shirt was passed over, a baseball plopped on her head.
Of course Riley hadn't seen her... patch job. Did Mal even tell her?
"Shocking, your boilfriend was the one who did the stitching for it." She leaned over slightly gesturing to the fine seem where her flesh met a slightly different tone of flesh along with new hair.
"Shehk hadn't been talking to me after exams." She let that linger for a second before continuing, "When she finally did she sent me a text. When I got there she was standing at the door with a chunk of her scalp in hand. Wasn't intended, but she always knew how much I hated my... spot. Gave me this to cover it."
After that she continued to toy with the Riley plush sitting on her lap pondering.
"If you want my help, then promise me that you'll help Junko and Shehk. Junko is almost running two campaigns from one booth, and Shehk would be perfect for public relations. She's a FEARleader and over half the school knows her. As for Junko, if she's that willing to help another student, she would be a fine vice."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 9:54 pm
Riley had to chuckle at the mention of Malodore as her boilfriend. Still, she didn't look surprised that it had been it's handiwork, and yet she had not been told. After all, she did not truly expect Malodore to tell her every little detail about it's day, including some events that may have been private for other people. Stitching Sammy a new scalp.. that seemed a little personal to share.
Her inner musings stopped when the cold dread trickled down her spine once the explanation of where the hair came from was given. She didn't ask, but she was morbidly curious as to why Shehk would mutilate herself in such a way.
Curious, and perhaps a little suspicious.
Riley's brow rose as Sammy proposed a counter-offer. It seemed nothing would come easy with this ghoul. You're asking me to affiliate? That depends on the level of affiliation you require. While I am already fully supportive of Junko and Shehk's campaign, I would like to know exactly what you had in mind before I agree to anything. After all, I would be happy to work with anyone who wins the other positions - but I admit that I believe Junko would make a fine Vice President. She has helped me on several occasions before, already. And, she added silently to herself, Junko was the easiest to persuade on matters. Yes, by most regards, Junko was preferable for the position. But to affiliate - to choose a favorite - to risk alienation of others.. Riley was cautious.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 10:01 pm
Somethings were a secret to everyone, even Sammy wasn't sure why Shehk had done what she did in its fullest extent and that was something Sammy had no intention of bringing up on a week long train ride back to school when she planned to pick Shehk up.
When it finally came to the counter offer Sammy simply shrugged. "As much as they need you to, and as much as you need them. Think of it this way, support them they support you. Yes you might step on someones toes." She glanced out at some of the other booths near by, "But you already risk that by running against people." She reflected on that for a moment, Amrita was running for the same position as Shehk... she would haved loved both Ghoul's to win, but Shehk was her oldest friend here so the line had to be drawn.
"It's something we can work out with them soon enough. Either way you agree to it, I help you out. Oooooor..." She paused for a moment, "We can make another deal. If that first one doesn't work for you?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 10:07 pm
His brow rose in curiosity when she called him by his name, Joachim was more or less surprised that someone actually knew his name until he realized why she knew.
"Oh.... thank you Riley," He gave a short bow to her while watching the red zombie ghoul picking out a plushie. "Errr... no the mess is quite fine I don't think mice really mind, as well I should thank you for arranging my date for prom it went rather well."
He picked up a badge and attempted to pin it as he failed to mention to her knocking over a table at prom and spending it mostly in a fit of blushing. Merel squeaked happily as he picked up a plushie as well taking one that had a decent layer of glitter still stuck to it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 10:53 pm
The mention of deals had Riley's hackles up. Was Sammy suggesting..? No, she couldn't be. Not Sammy. Too stubborn and strong-willed for such an offer. Riley knew better than to think she would submit herself to that.
What a shame.
She patted Sammy's shoulder, and nodded. Then discuss with Junko on how, exactly, she wishes to affiliate. Then come and tell me the details, and we shall see if it works out.
The other deal would have to wait, as Joachim belatedly responded to her from earlier. In a moment her pleasant and carefree expression was back, and she reached out to help pin the button to his lapel. I am so pleased to hear that, dear. After all, I really wanted you all to have a good time at our prom. I saw you and your date, though I did not get a chance to say hello - you both looked absolutely lovely. I do hope you remain friends, from the experience? That is my greatest wish, when I create an activity for the student body. I want the interaction involved to be as pleasant and constructive as possible. This is, of course, my greatest plan, should I become president.
The pin was adjusted perfectly, and she looked at it for a moment. Ah, there we go. That looks good on you. Please, feel free to take anything else you wish. Perhaps someone you know would like a plushie as a gift?
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 11:06 pm
Joachim's face turned a faint pink as Riley helped him put the pin on his lapel resisting the urge to stuck on his finger after he had pricked it in his own attempts. "Ah... I did not know you had seen us. Thank you. Taryn was extremely lovely and a pleasant date and despite my poor attempt in dancing she was very kind. I do believe that we will stay friends afterwards." He tried his best to give the ghoul a pleasant smile, "I am not very good with activities but I do enjoy at some points in attending them. " Noting that if the activities didn't include getting maimed, him being embarrassed or something unimaginable maybe.
Giving a nod he picked up another plushie dusting off the glitter he wondered if maybe Muka would like one? Or maybe not boils weren't fond of stuffed things like Merel was. Maybe Taryn would be better in receiving such a gift?
"Thank you again Riley, I will keep you in mind when the time comes to vote," He gave her another short bow before committing to memory that her name would be on the ballot as president.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 11:50 pm
Mistress! Christof suddenly appeared behind the table again, pushing the home-made cannon he had wheeled back there out, complete with it's purple ribbons, a cardboard box balanced on top of it. Perhaps giving the Igor access to the Fitness Supplies wasn't entirely the best idea, judging by the fact the wheels seemed to be painted weights from the weight machine, but he had to make due with what he found on campus, and still follow the blueprints, so to speak. It had been a fun puzzle when he had come back from.... home.
Everything is ready, Mistress! Once he had joined the Mindflayer and her guests, he offered the box out for her inspection, Be careful with them, Mistress... we ah... wouldn't want anything to prematurely er... erupt, Mistress... His mismatched hands twisted nervously, but he beamed at her all the same.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:19 am
Joachim seemed like such a pleasant boil. She felt a swell of pride, watching him walking away wearing her pin and carrying her plushie. He was the kind of student that she wanted on her side. She could only hope to reach the rest of the student body in such a way.
Christof's voice broke her train of thought, and she swiveled around to watch him wheel everything out. Excellent! Then, we should get everything set up for those who wish to play. Once we're ready, we'll fire an example shot- that should get everyone's attention, don't you think?
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:41 am
That sounds like an excellent plan, Mistress! I am ready when you are, just say the word! He practically slobbered, grip a bit too tight on the canon and it suddenly dented with a metallic groan under his left hand. He squeaked, crouching down to immediately try to inspect the damage. Well... well hopefully it would be fine, if he was lucky it wouldn't effect anything just... stand back up and pretend nothing happened and pray the night wouldn't end with him on fire.
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