Event Finished Talk Less, Smile More

Lately Avatia's been hearing stuff about some sort of student council election. She was surprised that she only recently heard about it, but then again, she would sometimes skip classes, if not school completely. This was her first student council election and she was missing it all, and she wanted to be involved in someway. Not on the council of course, she would have no idea what to do, and she was too new to the culture of this whole place. Instead she wanted to look around and she what people were doing during it.

The courtyard seemed like a good enough place to start. At first she was going to go to the roof, just to view everything from the top, but that felt so... distant. She wanted to be close to the action, and maybe even talk to people about it. Make new friends. The courtyard seemed to be just the right place, there she could hear some people talking about the election and holding posters. This thing seemed to be more important than she initially thought. Almost like a festival.

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The guy who approached her had to be the source of the posters. For a guy running for student council, he looked more plain than she expected. He wasn't some giant half-bull half-man type of person, nor some humanoid bird. He was just a normal-looking human. That didn't stop her from blushing when she saw him, but that weird feeling went as fast as it came. She wondered if he was even talking to her: his eyes were either squinting or closed, but it seemed to be the former as his head was aimed at her direction and he was handing her a poster.

"Of course I'm interested. I'm a student," Avatia said, with a bit of a bratty tone to her voice. If this was an election, it was her job to vote for who was the best candidate. Maybe after him she would visit the other candidates too.

She skimmed the poster, not really that interested with what he had on there. She thought elementary schoolers already had a say, but she also didn't pay much attention to those classes anyways. "Why after-class defense classes? Aren't those just power classes?" There had to already be defense classes. Maybe not at the school in particular, but there had to be some around the islands somewhere.

Not only was his appearance plain, his personality was too. It was like listening to an audio version of a textbook. And like a textbook, it was hard to argue back. He brought up some good points, but she didn't want to make her feelings too obvious just in case the other candidates were better or disproved his points.

"That's silly. Students should involve themselves in anything that affects them, and this election will affect us all, right?" She didn't understand why it wouldn't. People can't get angry that something a matter if they didn't do anything to stop the situation from happening when they had the chance.

"I think I understand the defense classes now... but do you actually think there will ever be a situation where we'll all lose our powers? How would that even work?" She could understand people losing powers they were given, but powers they were born with seemed similar to a human losing a limb. Actually, thinking about it that way, it's not that hard to cut off a human's limb. If powers were like limbs then anyone could lose their powers easily, no matter their origin. That thought made Avatia uncomfortable, but only a bit. It wasn't like she would show it, especially since this guy seemed so calm about everything.

"O-Oh... that's... uh... I shouldn't be surprised I guess." She stopped looking at him for a moment, only staring down at the poster with a wide-eyed look. Maybe these islands weren't as safe as Avatia hoped. She assumed everyone here lived together nicely and safely, like one nice family. Now she wasn't sure how comfortable she was residing somewhere where her powers could be taken away. How would that work anyways? If she lost her powers would she lose everything stored inside of herself, or would she just throw them up and—That was too gross, and painful, of a thought for her to continue on.

When she finally recovered she looked back up at Havoc with a more confident look and said, "I agree, defense classes would be good then, but what if people don't join? If not many people were asking for classes before, will there be enough for it to be an actual class? And what about people with different bodies? Wouldn't some have to be excluded or learn different techniques to match how their bodies work?"

Avatia still wasn't convinced that it would work out so smoothly. If the plan worked there were free self defense classes students could take in case they lost their powers, or just to be stronger. If it didn't work there's no self defense class, which might open up other class opportunities that may be more successful. Either way there didn't seem to be a major loss, just some embarrassment for the student council for failing if it goes that direction.

"I suppose so. Well, do you have any other plans other than what's on the poster? I mean... this list seems a bit short. I didn't even know elementary schoolers couldn't be represented."