james havoc

It was Havoc's first Christmas on the island, and the holiday might have gone unnoticed by him if not for Graeme Creighton. Havoc had generally speaking made himself a perfect student in Professor Creighton's class. He answered questions. He did his homework. He clarified issues ahead of time...

Havoc had, at most, five hours before he had to call an end to elections. It wasn't a ton of time, but that didn't stop him from handing out fliers right up till the last possible second. He wasn't rushing. He wasn't agitated. He simply was. Whether or not he won, Havoc didn't really care. He...

Havoc had effectively exhausted his resources with the current council. He'd talked to everyone he could find and given up on the rest. In particular, Havoc had hoped to speak to at least one member of an old council. There were obviously a few floating around, but it had taken some doing to...

Havoc had taken up position near the entrance to the school, a stack of fliers in hand. Most were his, although a few were those of his roommate Nix. He was doing his best to hand things out evenly, although he wasn't quite accurate. The election was in full swing, the very last day, and Havoc...

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There was a very specific spot that needed a poster. When you entered the stairs, it was directly in your line of sight, and thus the perfect place for a poster. It would attract attention from every high school student who took classes on the second floor, and Havoc had decided he wouldn't rest...

A’laya didn’t live on campus, so as of late they had been spending most of their bus travelling time on figuring out student election related things. “Heated pool…heated pool…the need for the heated pool is because…” A’laya mumbled to themselves as they scrawled notes down in a little notepad...

The eternal rule of the universe was if something can go wrong, something will. The rule as it stood was frequently joked about in the army, and over the years Havoc had become intimately familiar with it. It didn't matter if you spent several hours making sure a piece of equipment was...

Havoc split his time between eating alone and eating with someone. Generally speaking, that someone was Seiken and absolutely no one else. Havoc didn't have a great number of friends--really, he'd count himself as having two, although he'd yet to confirm the second one by explicitly asking--and...

Aedan wasn't one to get involved with elections, it wasn't something he was interested in. That said, Havoc's slogan of protection and safety made a lot of sense to him. There had been a disturbing number of serial killers in past year, so in Aedan's mind student safety came first. So here he...

Havoc was not the sort of person that most people assumed was going to run for election. He simply wasn't the type. Not interested enough. Not interesting enough. Most of the people in the running were social juggernauts, the captain of the cheerleading team or someone famous on the internet...

Havoc had been given permission to hand out fliers in front of the library, but thus far it wasn't going very well. Most people didn't care about the elections, and after almost an hour with relatively few fliers handed out, Havoc had mostly given up. He'd stopped smiling his face smile, simply...

Cerra was waiting in line for grabbing a blood pack. It was dead blood, it didn't hold as much essence for her. Though apparently preferring having fresh blood was a bit more frowned upon. At least by those with beating hearts had a stigma against those who would rather drink fresh blood. But...

Lately Avatia's been hearing stuff about some sort of student council election. She was surprised that she only recently heard about it, but then again, she would sometimes skip classes, if not school completely. This was her first student council election and she was missing it all, and she...

First month at school and she had yet to leave a lasting impression on anyone. It wasn’t her fault that she had to spend the past week holed away in her dorm cram studying to be up to speed with the rest of her grade. Two decades ago she was the top of the class, both grade and popularity wise...

The courtyard has been set up for elections, although the seats are only half full. Any interested candidate is free to book a time to make a speech on the afternoon of the 15th, explaining their position to interested students. While not mandatory for those running, a clear place to state your...

thump, thump, thump. Wow. So this was it. Dorm #... uhhh.... He couldn't remember the dorm number. Five-six-eight-two... wait no, maybe it was... nope, not that either. "Ah, nevermind - I'll ask someone later," he mused quietly to himself as he paced the length of the long corridor that...

Few people would have suspected that Havoc had a family. Families, after all, were unusual on Manta Carlos. A huge portion of the student population was missing at least one parent, if not both, and orphans were more common than those with whole families. It was simply the nature of the island...

It was through careful observation that Havoc came to the exact wrong conclusions. He'd observed Emily Strong carefully in the days since he'd learned of her relationship with Seiken, and the more he'd seen, the less he'd understood. She was, for lack of a better word, normal. She was physically...

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