Event Private Finished Rooftop Meetings

While climbing the spiral staircase, Bel considered all her options and potential outcomes. And although a good number of them seemed really good, and provided a wonderful boost in popularity and in becoming a better goddess; there were also one or two possibilities that everything would be a complete disaster and things could go sideways oh-so easily.

Stepping outside onto the roof, Bel had no real idea if she'd find "Adriana" there again or not. She hoped that she would. It had been weeks, no, a good month or more since their last late-night rooftop encounter.

And as the days grew closer to the elections deadline, Bel ecame increasingly more anxious and began realising that she needed someone, who was objective, to talk to. She had a nagging doubt sometimes that she had jumped before thinking, that running for class President was a stupid thing to do even though it also felt like the right choice.

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"It's Bel actually," she confessed sheepishly when Adriana recognised her. "Alanna is, well, it's my real name. The one I used to use before I took on the mantle of the goddess, Beltaine," she explained as she sat herself down on the ground.

"And yes to your question," she sighed. "Something is eating me, I may have possibly bit off more than I can handle... or I worry that I have," she admitted as she watched with interest and a little awed how her "rooftop acquaintance" controlled fire so easily.

"What about you? What has made you seek out the rooftop tonight?' Bel asked, wondering what had brought the two together once again.

Bel simply nodded in understanding. Losing a sibling was never easy, and she could fully understand Adelaida's unwillingness to speak about her sister or what happened to her, and Bel didn't feel comfortable asking.

"I think I would actually," Bel admitted as she crossed her legs in front of her. "I don't know why, but I find that I can talk to you more easily than most about my problems," she confided thinking back to their last encounter and how cathartic it had been for her.

"Thanks, Adelaida," Bel said, very grateful that they could still talk freely and not have to worry about anything getting out - especially now when she was running in the elections.

"I am not sure if you are aware, but I am head of the cheer squad, and I'm basically in charge of the routines and stuff. I also signed up - on a whim - to run in the elections for student council this term," she confided.

"And now, I am not sure I haven't bit off more than I can chew," she told her companion very truthfully.

"I know, and I really don't want to stop biting. This election is important, very important. Maybe more than other years," she stated, not really wanting to give it up... she just was concerned that ... that she wasn't as qualified as some of the other candidates.

"And, well, I often do things on a whim," she admitted sheepishly. "It's how I actually became head cheerleader," she confessed, acknowledging that she often did things on impulse - which she had to admit seemed like a pattern Beltaine always seemed to take.