The High Benches of Courtroom 10
 

DH, being the member of the research committee, was early for the debate. He looked around and it was already set up. Courtroom 10 He then noticed their campaign manager and approached her.

"Hello, Ms. Vivaldi. What can I do to help?" he said asking for something to do.

Iridesca hurried down to the room for the debates. She was dressed extra spiffy today. She had bought a new red and white outfit with some shiny heels to match for today's debate. She wanted to make sure to look good today. She walked in to see a couple of familiar faces getting things set up. She liked to be early in case there were things that needed to be organized or set up. She walked over to the two familiar faces and said, "Hey! Is there anything ya'll need help with?" she said with her usual smile on her face.

Liliana made her way down the hall. Her skirt swaying slightly as she walked. She hadn't wanted to look to formal for this event, but not casual either, eventually she had settled on a little of both. She was really looking forward to the debate, and as she pushed open the door to the courtroom she took a couple minutes to take everything in and think about what was happening.

As the door swung shut behind her she noticed that there was only two other people in the room. She made her way over to them, her heels clicking on the floor as she went. "Hello," she said, she'd met one of these people before, but she couldnt recall the females name, though, she did know she was a Department Head like her. "Is there anything I can help with?" she asked casually.

Having just finished the last of her charmwork to brighten up the place - Sophia had been contemplating adding a faint pink glow to the room but quickly decided against it. Especially when she heard her name being called. Pursing her lips, her dark brown eyes rested on one of her division heads, DH or something.

Help? He wanted to help?

"Well it seems everything has pretty much fallen into place . . ." Sophia began thoughtfully. "But if you did want to help, then I suppose I could use an usher to get people seated as quickly as possible. Once everyone is seated, then you may have a seat on one of the ends, just so you can keep an eye on any rowdy or inappropriate behavior. The candidates of course, must be protected."

Oh. More help! Beaming at the young woman, who was the recent addition to the Independent Campaign, Sophia nodded in approval at her good taste in apparel. If only she could remember her name.

"Nope. Just make sure you're ready for the debates, as you'll be starting us off in just a few hours, after myself and a gentleman from Law Enforcement give some introductions of the candidates. Just take a seat, third one from the podium in the center. The first two will be reserved for Brennan and Reagan."

Becca slid into the room and looked around with a smile. Was Brian going to be down with Taylor? Or would he sit with her and watch? She nodded to the lady who seemed to be directing others and approached her "Hello, I was wondering, is there anything I can do?" she asked, offering help was the least she could do. And she was keeping an eye on Taylor anyway, but knowing Nicoli would be down there, she felt a little more relaxed, even if it was only a tiny bit, it was still more relaxed.

Jonathan still had a bit of time to kill until the debate started. As the centre of the venerable old courtroom was empty, he wandered, hands buried deep in the pockets of his robes, up to the benches surrounding the, as it were, political arena. A few of his fellow Independent campaigners were assembled there as well, chatting among themselves. He leaned up against the railing and looked down, humming quietly to himself.

He wasn't, to his surprise, at all nervous. In a few minutes, he was going to ask the two candidates some questions of high importance, but he still felt strangely calm. On the other hand, it wasn't him who had to corkscrew his way around the questions, that was the politicians' job. And when it came down to it, there was always the possibility of a gaffe barrage from one of them. Or, if he was really lucky, from both.

Jonathan was staring dreamily into space. Pleasant visions of the Undersecretary stammering her way through a warped answer to a straightforward question were interrupted when a voice next to him spoke. He blinked, and turned around. A second pleasant vision, although of a different kind, stood before him. And what's more, it wasn't even a vision.

"Diana," he said, smiling widely. So she would see him in action, too! "Are you here for the debate, too?" He pointed into the courtroom below. "You can see yours truly posing hard-hitting questions to the candidates." He gave a little mock bow, then straightened up again, winking at her. "How are you?"

"I'm good," Jonathan said with a nod. "Looking forward to all this. We worked very hard to make this work." He knew they had. The past few weeks, he had spent most of his free time pinning up posters all over Diagon Alley, hoping that the shop owners agreed with his requests to put them up inside their establishments, facing a few unpleasant encounters with overzealous supporters of both candidates who felt his fence-sitting was a little... illogical. Jonathan had restrained himself with difficulty from replying.

And all that meant he had seen less of Diana, too. He was a little unsure of where, exactly, the two of them were at in the churning and dangerous waters that were romantic relationships. He was pretty sure he, well, liked her. He tried to clear his head of these confusing and distracting thoughts. Taking Diana's elbow lightly, he said, "Do you want to go and talk to them, see if you can help? I can introduce you if you don't know the people from the Independent campaign. But I think we should be pretty much set for tonight."

Nathan wandered happily into Courtroom number 10 having had his fill of ice cream at the Reagan Rally.. followed by fish and chips, chocolate cake and firewhiskey at Brennan Coopers'. Today had been a good day. He couldn't wait to see what freebies they were going to be dishing out here to bribe the punters. ..More food with any luck.

Patting his full stomach, he took a seat at the back near to the exit just in case this debating thing became terribly dull and his eyes started to droop. With all that free food and drink it was a very likely outcome indeed ...unless of course there was more food on offer to help to keep him awake. Sitting where he was, he could easily do a runner without being seen if needs be.

"Yes, I can see..." Diana said, looking around the court room, then going back to face Jonathan with a wide smile. "I think I did see you around the streets, busy around with campaign and all this. It looks amazing, and this seems like it's going to be tight and very good debate..." She commented, nodding her head slightly. "As for my participation here, I think it can just be helping around with the seating of people around the courtroom, then listening. I am not good making those political questions..." She whispered, sort of shivering at the thought of speaking in front of public.

Eep! Diana nodded, excited as Jonathan suggested her to meet the Independent Campaign people. "Sure, I'd love to..." She said, almost jumping. Great, meeting new people and she knew she could help out on anything for this time.

But first of all. "May I know their names first? I don't want to look like a bit ignorant about tonight. And I need to know who am I going to work for...yeah..." She was mumbling. Sort of the effects of being around Jonathan, perhaps?

Oh. More people were arriving. Sophia cast a quick look down at her delicate watch and blinked at the time. They had to begin soon which meant that she needed to head down to the podium quickly and start off the introductions. Hearing someone addressing her, the brunette quickly looked to see that it was the female from the department head lounge, offering help. And then another woman approached her offering help.

"Oh well," Must appear calm, not frazzled, Sophia reminded herself coolly. "I suppose you two could help make sure people get seated alright and well, uh, you..." Indicating to Becca - though her name was unknown to Sophia, "Perhaps you could set up a refreshment table with coffees, teas, and cookies in case people need a 'pep-me-up' during the debates." She shrugged, eying the center again. Oh. No one here yet.

"But uh, I really ought to get down to the center. You two are in charge of making sure people are seated alright, okay?"

With that, Sophia smoothed her black dress (with pink polka-dots, mind you) and made her way down towards the podium.

Lili turned around as she heard the door open again, and smiled when she saw that it was Iain that walked through the door. She waved to him and smiled before mouthing, 'save me a seat.'

It really was to bad that she couldn't recall her name. "Okay," Lili had time to reply before the woman walked away. She could look after seating. She went over to the door so that she could greet people as they came in.

Lili smiled at the person who had just come into the courtroom. "Welcome to the debate," she said with a welcoming smile on her face as he walked past. "Sit any..." she had just started to say when he picked a seat and sat down

Samantha walked into the courtroom and approached the benches which had been set up for the debate. Smoothing her skirt down, she took a seat and began to wait for the debates to begin. The election was finally happening, and this was so exciting! She did hope that Reagan would do the best, and she was certain and confident that she would, she was the best candidate, after all.

Samantha saw a few people she recognized, including Becca from Law Enforcement, her good friend who had recently become engaged to Brian, the Department Head. She gave her a smile and a quick wave.

Iridesca smiled at her Campaign Manager and then followed her directions. She walked up to the chairs at the front and took the third one. She crossed her legs and it was only then that her pants moved up enough to show her new purple polka dotted heels, which she was extra proud of and matched her new outfit perfectly. She sat there waiting for the other questioneers to arrive. She was really excited to get things started and couldn't wait to meet both of the candidates.

Nodding as hte woman said she could get people seated and set up a refreshment table, Becca felt like she was finally useful. "Okay, sounds good" she replied as the woman repeated what they should do just for confirmation. Watching her walk away, Becca instantly looked around for a nice, not too crowded spot for the refreshments. C'mon... what about.... there? Her eyes fell on an empty space and she smiled "Perfect" she walked over to the spot and pulled out her new wand.

After she'd conjured up a smallish table to hold them, she nodded and then thought about the refreshments. Tea, cookies and... coffee, well maybe no one will notice if I pass on that. She sighed and flicked her wand at the table again, nodding as tea, coffee and cookies appeared on the table and with them, a note which said

Satisfied with the table, she walked back to the door and smiled at the other woman (Lili) and introduced herself "Hello, I'm Becca" she moved out of the way of the door so she wasn't blocking it but she could still be close enough to help.

Seeing Samantha walk into the courtroom, Becca waved back and gave her a thumbs up. Reagan was a sure winner with this, she had to be.

Mike walked into the room, looking around as he smoothed down his robes. It was the big moment... the big debate between Cooper and Reagan. And he was so excited that he had drank four cups of coffee before he came to the courtroom! Smiling he turned to the women that stood before the entrance. Mike had seen both ladies before, so he hoped he had gotten their names correct. "G'day Miss Todd. Miss Hayman. Cheerful day isn't it?" he asked them, lightly as he nodded his head in acknowledgment.

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Turning as she heard a familiar voice address her, Becca smiled "Kris!" she greeted him "Oh, I'm good thanks, you?" she asked taking in his appearance "You look good" she smiled. Of course she meant that in a friendly way.

Shuddering as someone used formalities, Becca turned to him "Please, call me Becca, and it is" she smiled "You can sit anywhere you want" she nodded and pointed to the seats around the room.