Event Finished A Damn Emotional Havoc

Havoc was definitely not the popular type. He'd managed to win not one but two elections simply by having a good platform and avoiding as many stereotypes as possible. He'd certainly been helped by the fact that his predecessors were buried in scandals, and having a well behaved guy who wasn't going to go out and murder someone was no doubt a boon for him.

He'd made a point of making himself available around the time of the election, lingering in the scouting office and trying to make himself look more approachable.

It wasn't working. Havoc couldn't really do approachable, but at least one person was willing to push past that initial anxiety to approach him.

A young girl, with purple skin and clearly non-human, spiderlike features. Her age was up in the air, as was almost anything about her, and Havoc didn't recognize her in the slightest. The fact that she launched right into a question, however, was ideal - quick and easy, giving him something to work with.

"Yes," Havoc said. "I was student council president in the first term, and I stepped down to vice president in the second. Until this election is over, I'll remain vice president."

She was blunt, and most people probably would have been horrified, but Havoc was instead pleasantly surprised. He was used to people dancing around his issues (issues's he'd more or less always embraced), so not having to was refreshing.

"People say they want emotional involvement," Havoc said, "but truthfully, it gets in the way. Emotions aren't needed for this. What you need is a single platform. Don't focus on more than one issue. Make that issue your only focus, and make it represent you."

He paused for a moment, then gave a small nod, his point apparently conveyed.

"During my election, most likely only knew me as the candidate supporting self defense."

Havoc had worked with someone, but they'd been his second (at least in his mind). He considered the question more carefully. That was why he was there, after all--he'd chosen to make himself available so that he could be more familiar with the candidates, but also so that he could help the transition a bit better.

"Choose your own thing, separate from theirs. Don't stand in their shadow, or you won't get anywhere. The ballot won't let you run as a shared vote, so people could vote for them but not you."

Auditor? Havoc considered that for a moment. He'd only ever been in the president seats, and had never really considered the spot at all.

"Why?" Havoc said simply. "Why choose to be auditor, rather than aiming for presidency?"

His own intentions when he'd run had been entirely selfish. Being student council president looked good on an application, so he'd gone out of his way to do so. The fact that it was good social practice was simply an extra bonus, not what he'd really intended.

Oh. So she was one of those. For the greater good, and all that. Havoc had never been one of those, and it was there that their opinions very much deviated.

"I did it for the advantage that it presented, so I can't relate." Once upon a time, Havoc would have kept his mouth shut, but on the island? People cared so much less. People were so used to totally alien physiologies, to cultures that were strange and unknown. The fact that Havoc was a totally ordinary human who was born and raised in California wasn't something most people would immediately think of, even when he confessed to being an inherently selfish person, doing things for his own ends.

"Someone at any level of the council would be able to help, though," Havoc did confirm. "Treasurer might be better if you are particularly good at finances."