Callisto moved around town putting up posters on any available surface. She smirked as she passed the charred remains of that park-bench from last night. After she got rid of her last poster she made tracks back to the dorms.
Text reads:
TEX FOR MAYOR
BECAUSE,
SERIOUSLY,
SHE WILL KILL
YOU WHERE
YOU STAND.
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[[OOC: This is assuming Tex is outside somewhere looking at the posters. Otherwise just assume that Alfred is talking to himself. 'Cause he's old. Or something.]]
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...But he really wasn't a gentleman's gentleman unless he could handle all that and more, really.
"Posters might not be enough, my dear. Especially considering that your major opponent has numerous resources and no discernible morals. And between the two of you, I'd much rather have you as mayor." He grinned enigmatically. "Would you like me to help run your campaign?"
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