Event Finished Prepare to strike

Anastasia wasn't very good at smiling. It always looked a bit awkward and lopsided, and she never really showed any teeth. But she tried. She put an effort in, letting the snowflake hover over her hand, unsure on if she was supposed to be feeling the cold or not.

She posed as best she could, trying her very best to smile, until her arms were sore.

"Do you think that's enough?" She finally said, after what seemed like a hundred different pictures. She'd probably just had more pictures taken then she'd had in her entire life - no one in her family was very big on photographs.

Anastasia was not much of an idea person. Well, that wasn't quite true. She had a lot of ideas, but they weren't very creative ideas. She wasn't the type of person who was going to come up with slogans and posters and designs. She was going to come up with battle plans and strategies. Tactics were far more up her alley.

"I am afraid I am straight out of ideas." She confessed. "I was never very good with these sorts of things. I imagine you're much better at coming up with this sort of thing." Now, if Morgan wanted to come up with an optimal plan for how to spread posters through the school... that was more up her alley.

Seeing such a perfect statue made so quickly out of ice was... strange. All she could think was that Pasha would probably have a field day with that ability. He would be able to set up statues that changed daily in the bar, and that would just be another thing drawing people to it.

Not that Anastasia was even sure he wanted people to come to the bar. A part of her still suspected the whole thing was essentially a front, an excuse to hide who he was.

"That would work." She said, although it seemed pointless to say when the statue was already made. She stood beside it, feeling suddenly out of place. Morgan was... well, she was much better with her powers than Anastasia was.

Or more than she would ever be, being realistic.

Anastasia was relieved to hear the photos were over and done with. It wasn't that she hated photos, it was just that... well, she'd prefer to do almost anything else. Literally anything else.

"I can handle computer things, but I have no experience with photoshop itself." She was as tech savvy as anyone her age was, but she wasn't someone who spent a lot of her time on her computer. She'd always had better things to do, and despite her lack of expression, very little trouble in actually interacting in real life. "I assume you're experienced with it, and made your posters for the last election campaign?"

Anastasia preferred the outside shots. The blue of the sky in the background of some went well with the ice, but too much sky and the ice became a bit harder to see, so she decided to be proactive, eventually finding one she liked.

"That one does not have any sky behind the statue, so there shouldn't be any real issue with being able to see it on the poster." Even in things that should have been artistic, Anastasia was technical. It was all about how things looked, not anything else. Function over form to the very end.

"I can put the posters off, if you produce enough of them. Since you have done the majority of the design work yourself."