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Being fairly new to the school, Sean still hadn't met very many people outside of spacecon and would still be an unfamiliar face to most of the students. And even though there had been a lot of people there, the little guy certainly looked young enough to be a student for anyone who didn't know he was working at the academy. Especially sitting on a bench, writing away in his notebook.

He'd felt a little trapped upon his arrival, but now the little schemer was ready to learn everything he could about the inhabitants of this island and rob them all blind, even if it did mean up having to put up with mythical creatures and other gods. Besides, there was so much more opportunities for plotting here than simple robbery. The new knowledge alone was worth a little inconvenience.

Even his simple job as a secretary was gaining him quite a bit of info - certain student's records had been very interesting indeed. At the moment, Sean was on a short break from said job, taking advantage of the time to recopy his notebook since he didn't need to eat. It might've seemed like the courtyard was a rather public place for this, but the god was using his own personal shorthand code and was only copying his lists of the people he'd met, not any of his notebooks with schemes. Although he probably looked like he was too attentively focused on writing to pay much attention to his surroundings, the guy never stopped surreptitiously watching people pass by and listening for anything noteworthy.

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Since Sean hadn't been here long and wasn't a student, he hadn't gotten to know the people running in the student council elections. He hadn't looked up the former members either, though he'd certainly be keeping track of who won. Either way, he didn't recognize the man who walked up to him.

Even though he didn't look up until he was spoken to, he was quietly assessing the student from the moment he headed towards him. Sean suspected the guy was former military of some sort, though it was probably irrelevant. He hadn't been in the military for an incredibly long time, but he'd seen people with that air since then and besides that was fairly good at reading people. You couldn't be a good con without learning people and he was very good at what he did.

Sean took in the fliers and the seriousness of the stranger's expression and found himself reminded of that man, Gask, who'd been getting people to sign his petition at spacecon. However, it was more likely this had something to do with the student elections. Still in info gathering mode, and always willing to find out what he could if people actually approached him, Sean decided he'd find out what the guy wanted anyways.

Looking up at the man, Sean was aware he probably looked like a nerdy little student and saw no reason to give any other impression. He spoke with the barest hint of an Irish accent. "Just some notes. I'm not busy at all."

Sean wasn't concerned that he couldn't figure out the guy's emotional state - emotions were volatile and changing and one of the main causes of his plans going awry. It was a lot easier to fit those neutral types into his schemes, and besides - not everyone wore their heart on their sleeve. It wasn't as if he himself was any easier to read, even with his more calm and innocent demeanor. And the logical mind was just as easy to con, if he wished to, it just required different tactics.

But right now Sean had no schemes directly involving the stranger, he was just gathering info on someone who might become important later. It was only good practice as far as he was concerned.

Sean took the flier and gave it an apparently casual glance, though he was filing everything away in his mind. There was no real reason for him to keep up his new student act but he did so anyway. Lying was as natural as breathing for him, and it was just his habit to attempt to get more out of people than he gave away, even in situations where it didn't matter.

He shook his head slowly. "No - I'm new here. I don't know anything about the elections. What does the student council do here, the same as normal schools? What are ye running for?" Just quiet and curious, someone who'd probably never been involved in student council before.

Certainly an interesting take on the student council, and perhaps not entirely inaccurate. Sean actually didn't have much, if any, experience with such activities considering he had rarely actually gone to school - most of his careers had been gained through experience and lies. He was a big believer in on-the-job training and constant learning even without any formal education.

"They actually do have some say? Sounds kinda important ta me. Always thought it was more of a popularity contest. Never got involved in somethin' like that. Politics? Is that what yer into?"

It was generally a good idea to keep an eye on future politicians or leaders, even when they were just starting out at such a low level. Sean was always looking for an angle, even though he found himself preferring low-class crime and theft to the times he had associated with more ambitious people.

"Re-election? So any others re-running or is it a bunch of new faces? They 'ave no help transitioning? Have to do it all on their own? I know it's the student council, but the staff aren't completely hands-off, are they?"

A few schemes were already starting to run through Sean's head, nothing concrete, and in fact mostly just out of habit. But still, he was glad he had gotten this chance to see student council from one of the student's perspectives instead of just gathering information later.

Sean nodded slowly as if considering the other man's words. And he was considering them, mildly impressed by the level-headed matter-of-factness. Quite refreshing after the long weekend he'd had. Most people on this island did not give such a sensible first impression.

"You must've been a good campaigner then. I don't think I could've done something like tha'." He almost certainly could've if he'd been a student and put his mind to it, but he'd never have tried to be head - treasurer maybe. Really he was just probing the man now - he wasn't expecting to get much out of him. Although, he'd have to make a note to find out about the rest of the people running. He'd changed his mind about waiting.

An entirely new student council seemed like a great idea to Sean, especially with staff helping them transition. But probably for the same reason Havoc thought there should be someone who knew the ropes. The little schemer was definitely going to attempt worming his way into a helpful position, though he still wasn't sure how it would fit into his plans. The tiniest bit of influence could still be useful.

"That all seems... logical. No, no I have no interest in running. Ah don't think it would suit me, really. But I hope your campaign goes well... If you're looking for a lower position - is there anyone you'd recommend voting for, for the head?"

He could've used Havoc's question to let him know he was staff, but Sean didn't feel like being honest at the moment. Besides, he wasn't actively lying, and he kinda thought it would be amusing to see how long he could keep up the act, especially if Havoc never found out about it until later.