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If Anastasia had her way, she would have put up plain posters with her name, intended position, and a list of her platform points. She wouldn't even have a picture at all. But she knew it was kind of expected, and so she dragged herself to the computer room Morgan had texted her the number of.

She opened the door without knocking, glancing around and finding Morgan already at a computer. Good. She probably had a solid idea of what they were going to be doing - only then Anastasia's eyes snapped to what looked like a photography setup, and her mouth pressed together in an even thinner line than usual.

"Will we be taking pictures?" She asked right off the bat. It wasn't that she wasn't prepared for it, because her clothing was fine - no, she was simply... well, she didn't really want to.

Erg. Maybe it would be possible to do it without the photos? Only no, she knew photos were going to have to happen. Text wasn't enough. Everyone was going to have pictures, and if she didn't have a picture, it would just be forgettable.

She let out a little sigh, shuffling over to take a seat beside Morgan.

"You're obviously very computer savvy." She admitted, glancing over at the designs Morgan had laid out. "I can handle technology, but I have no eye for design." Anastasia had no problem admitting to faults like that. She was not an artistic type. She was logical and to the point, and had little to no interest in the creative side of things. Any posters she would have made would have been pulled straight from an internet template.

It took Anastasia a lot of effort not to giggle at the posters. Far more than it should have. But they were just... they were just silly. Childish. Rather unlike morgan herself. Morgan had struck her as a serious kind of person, and... well, blazing fists of justice was not what she was thinking of when she thought of Morgan.

"You control fire?" How... odd. Very odd. "I would say the last one. I do find it interesting you control fire, while I have a connection to ice. Or at least the cold." It was possible her powers would never expand into actual ice. "Perhaps that could be a theme?" Fire and Ice, or something like that.

Oh. So she'd been wrong. Morgan had been nice about it, but Anastasia still felt a flicker of embarrassment. But ice - she could work with ice.

"Perhaps ice would be better. I'm not sure - could you make a... an ice sculpture, or something? I don't have much in the way of powers, but I don't feel cold, so it would make for easy posing." Or at least she felt cold so little it hardly seemed to matter. "That might be good for a simple theme?"Distinct enough as far as images went, without being... well, overly cheesy.
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An ice theme seemed sensible enough. It was... well, hopefully it would be less cheesy, but she'd probably have to intervene on that one specifically. "Perhaps an ice crystal in each hands? Or a snowflake? Since it will be winter soon." She tried to think of different poses they could take, and then took a step to the side, closer to the green screen before posing herself the way she thought would work the best.

Hands held up in front of their stomachs, cupping an imaginary snowflake, staring at the camera solemnly. Not exactly as fired as Morgan's last poster, but... well, Anastasia didn't think she was quite capable of something that enthusiastic.

She gave Morgan a quick glance, breaking the pose. "Something like that, maybe? One on each side."