am i running through that mind of yours at all?
i have big ideas for you and me
They all come and cast their votes. And much like Bastien, Rexanna abstains herself as well, though for a different reasoning other than her husbands want to remain somewhat within his rebellious side. Instead, she waits and holds the bowl, taking each vote’s slip of paper within it until it’s completely done.
When it is, she sticks her hand into the bowl and swirls it around for good measure, placing it before the papers she’d set up to tally out the votes per name. Some of them are close, some of them aren’t – but that’s the beauty of it in the end isn’t it? And it isn’t until she starts the tally for the last one that she can see which way this goes.
Turning back to the crowd, she has a bright smile along her face. “Alright, votes are in and tallied.” She pauses. “Congratulations Deimos, you get to keep your position with the Militia.” A bright fanged smile is given to perhaps one of her oldest friends. Then, she turns to those that had offered for the Natural’s position – the tally behind them seeing how close it became. “Congratulations Samuel, for becoming the Natural’s Advisor.” Onto the next. “Congratulations Jigano, for the Outlander Advisor.” And on and on she goes.
“Congratulations Phoebe for the Health position. And lastly… Congratulations to Amalia.” Her gaze lifts to seek Deimos’ out. “I will go and speak with her, but Evie I would like to speak with you as well. Perhaps you can help her if she does want to take it on to help take some of the burden?” Her gaze seeks out the redhead briefly, before she goes to stand in the middle.
“So I suppose that’s it. Does anyone have any questions or anything to say? I’d like for my council to remain behind so I have a moment to speak with them after everything.” A bright welcoming smile, opening the floor in the hopes that it doesn’t backfire. But so far so good, right?
Holy heck yall are fast. ANYWAY. Here’s the results!
Deimos for Militia
Samuel for Naturals
Jigano for Outlanders
Phoebe for Health
Amalia for History
When it is, she sticks her hand into the bowl and swirls it around for good measure, placing it before the papers she’d set up to tally out the votes per name. Some of them are close, some of them aren’t – but that’s the beauty of it in the end isn’t it? And it isn’t until she starts the tally for the last one that she can see which way this goes.
Turning back to the crowd, she has a bright smile along her face. “Alright, votes are in and tallied.” She pauses. “Congratulations Deimos, you get to keep your position with the Militia.” A bright fanged smile is given to perhaps one of her oldest friends. Then, she turns to those that had offered for the Natural’s position – the tally behind them seeing how close it became. “Congratulations Samuel, for becoming the Natural’s Advisor.” Onto the next. “Congratulations Jigano, for the Outlander Advisor.” And on and on she goes.
“Congratulations Phoebe for the Health position. And lastly… Congratulations to Amalia.” Her gaze lifts to seek Deimos’ out. “I will go and speak with her, but Evie I would like to speak with you as well. Perhaps you can help her if she does want to take it on to help take some of the burden?” Her gaze seeks out the redhead briefly, before she goes to stand in the middle.
“So I suppose that’s it. Does anyone have any questions or anything to say? I’d like for my council to remain behind so I have a moment to speak with them after everything.” A bright welcoming smile, opening the floor in the hopes that it doesn’t backfire. But so far so good, right?
Holy heck yall are fast. ANYWAY. Here’s the results!
Deimos for Militia
Samuel for Naturals
Jigano for Outlanders
Phoebe for Health
Amalia for History
i feel lucky, with the worst luck
that i met you when I felt messed up
REXANNA
