(1305) Library Galleria
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Avalon looks around at those gathered, “All right then, The Heralds have been decided by silence, and out of our now six nominations for the three positions, it’s time to vote. Each table has paper, pens and a small box for the voting slips.” The hierarch eyed those standing around the room.
“Please do this quickly.”
Just PM your three choices to Avalon, DO NOT write your choices in thread. Voting closes on the 10th and Consillium will close on the 12th.
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Ariadne steps out of the way of West as she leaves her thinking spot. So many new faces. Good thing no one wanted me as a Herald. Nodding to the oldest Arrow in town she makes her way to a table to write in her votes.
Finishing off his plate, Reverb reaches for the vote slips. Who who who, who will be the hounds? Vae..yeah right. Scribbling down his choices, he slips the paper into the voting box.
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Moving away from the podium toward the nearest table, Miach grabbed a paper and pen, and quickly scribbled down the names he saw fit before putting the folded paper in the box.
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Power Obeys Strategy.
With that in mind, he only needed to divine who was the likely third, excluding himself. No small feat, considering the three options. Far easier to "look" over people's shoulders as they wrote, but that's exactly how one dulled their own wits.
Decision made, West wrote his own choices and dropped them in the box.
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Uncarved, with a thoughtful expression on his face, drifted over to a table and made his vote.
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Idun takes some minutes to think over the choices. Then, she makes up her mind, she gets up and walks over to write in her votes. As she walks away, she heads for the Buffet to grab a plate of food.
Idun at the Buffet
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Votes cast, the bald man slips over to the buffet. Smiling ever so slightly, he inclines his head to those gathered around it.
Uncarved moves to the buffet thread
Mr. Rossi moves to the nearest table and pick a pen and a piece of paper. After writing his names, he puts them in the ballot and moves to the buffet, to pick some refreshment, nodding to the assembled people in acknowledgement.
The Question enters the buffet scene
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