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**Bjorn Berg** · 03-09-2013, 03:11 AM

Stepping down the alleyway, Bjorn Berg drew near the rally. What... What was that RACKET? The closer he got, the louder it became. "WHAT is that horrid RACKET?" he said by way of announcing his presence. Ah, it was coming from CARTER'S table. Of COURSE. He should have known. He noted that his own candidate's table was of course in very close proximity to the noisemaker. He pointed his wand at the contraption and the volume immediately lowered enough for him to be able to talk and be heard. Upon approaching the table, he said, "Roxanne, I must humbly request you lower the volume of your... interesting music. Old ears, you know." He gave her an overdone smile. "Thank you in advance, my good lady."

As he walked off, he reached inside his jacket on the pretext of checking his pocket watch and gripped his wand. Nonverbally, he summoned several black ants from one of his jars of potions ingredients at home. Some of them were sure to be dead by now, but that wasn't necessarily all bad. With another spell, he sent them to the space under Roxanne's booth. They wouldn't need more than a few minutes to smell their way up to the goodies, by which time no one could blame it on him.

SPOILER!!: Erik

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Originally Posted by Erik Vinteren

Vell this was sure to be an interesting day. With his bag of chocolate frogs slung over one shoulder, Erik stepped into the Alley and quickly enough found his booth and his sponsor. His booth was sure to contain the only man shorter than the booth itself.

"Basil," he greeted the other man with a firm, but not unfriendly, nod. He may be a little fellow but he certainly was a useful one. Erik sat his bag on the table behind the booth and took off his sunglasses, tucking the Ray Bans carefully into his cardigan pocket before he got to work. He began by unloading chocolate frog packages, not sure how to arrange them neatly on the table when they were a kind of lumpy shape. Maybe Berg would have some ideas when he got there?

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Originally Posted by Erik Vinteren

Erik glanced at the things Basil was putting out, pretty standard newspaper items, and then looked at his frogs again. Yeah, a basket would be a good idea. But where was he going to get a basket from?

Just then he was distracted somewhat by the arrival of another candidate, one Roxanne Carter. Mhmm. Erik gave her a cool nod in return to her greeting and didn't bother to disguise the fact that the was watching her set up. What was that she had there? Cupcakes? Really? He hated how delicious they looked ~~and smelled~~ and how loud her rock music was playing. Yet at the same time he wanted to go over to her booth and ~~steal ideas~~ nose around.

Why hadn't he thought of home-baked goods? Bloody cupcakes.... Erik scratched the side of his nose and suddenly remembered the basket he needed to summon. Right. He'd have time for socialising later. He flicked his wand into his hand and quickly conjured up a few medium sized baskets to keep at the booth for...things, and one with a longer handle for him to carry around too. He just hoped he wasn't going to end up looking like that Muggle fairytale character, Little Red, later.

He then set about putting up some Hogwarts coloured bunting in all four house colours all around his booth. He also cast the 'Muffliato' charm to keep Roxanne's loud music out of their area. "Haff any other bright ideas?" he murmured to the Daily Prophet's Editor-in-Chief, one eye still on the woman across the way.

Ah, here was the man of the hour! "Erik, good to see you, my friend! I hope you're feeling well. Long day of kibitzing ahead of you!" He scanned the booth. "You know, Carter has cupcakes. Should have thought of that, I should've. But I think she'll find they aren't as appealing as she wants them to be." At least he knew that HE wouldn't eat cupcakes with ants crawling in them. He put his hand on his chin in a thinking position, then proceeded to walk around the booth. "But the setup here is quite nice. Simple, understated, not flashy... Matches your persona." He gave a nod. "The basket.. I assume is for handing out the chocolate frogs? Yes, nice touch. Don't just sit behind the booth all day, get out amongst the PEOPLE, show you can relate with them and their concerns for their children." Another nod.

This man was certainly a winner. He had a natural instinct for public relations. It certainly makes my job easier! It helped that Bjorn would personally vote for Erik if he got a vote.

But now.. He gazed around. People were beginning to arrive. Who should they focus on today?

03-09-2013, 03:11 AM	#18 (permalink)
Bjorn Berg Puffskein Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Great Britain Posts: 1,030	Roxanne at the top Slick Dealer Stepping down the alleyway, Bjorn Berg drew near the rally. What... What was that RACKET? The closer he got, the louder it became. "WHAT is that horrid RACKET?" he said by way of announcing his presence. Ah, it was coming from CARTER'S table. Of COURSE. He should have known. He noted that his own candidate's table was of course in very close proximity to the noisemaker. He pointed his wand at the contraption and the volume immediately lowered enough for him to be able to talk and be heard. Upon approaching the table, he said, *"Roxanne, I must humbly request you lower the volume of your... interesting* music. Old ears, you know." He gave her an overdone smile. "Thank you in advance, my good lady." As he walked off, he reached inside his jacket on the pretext of checking his pocket watch and gripped his wand. Nonverbally, he summoned several black ants from one of his jars of potions ingredients at home. Some of them were sure to be dead by now, but that wasn't necessarily all bad. With another spell, he sent them to the space under Roxanne's booth. They wouldn't need more than a few minutes to smell their way up to the goodies, by which time no one could blame it on him. SPOILER!!*: Erik* Quote: Originally Posted by Erik Vinteren Vell this was sure to be an interesting day. With his bag of chocolate frogs slung over one shoulder, Erik stepped into the Alley and quickly enough found his booth and his sponsor. His booth was sure to contain the only man shorter than the booth itself. "Basil," he greeted the other man with a firm, but not unfriendly, nod. He may be a little fellow but he certainly was a useful one. Erik sat his bag on the table behind the booth and took off his sunglasses, tucking the Ray Bans carefully into his cardigan pocket before he got to work. He began by unloading chocolate frog packages, not sure how to arrange them neatly on the table when they were a kind of lumpy shape. Maybe Berg would have some ideas when he got there? Quote: Originally Posted by Erik Vinteren Erik glanced at the things Basil was putting out, pretty standard newspaper items, and then looked at his frogs again. Yeah, a basket would be a good idea. But where was he going to get a basket from? Just then he was distracted somewhat by the arrival of another candidate, one Roxanne Carter. Mhmm. Erik gave her a cool nod in return to her greeting and didn't bother to disguise the fact that the was watching her set up. What was that she had there? Cupcakes? Really? He hated how delicious they looked ~~and smelled~~ and how loud her rock music was playing. Yet at the same time he wanted to go over to her booth and ~~steal ideas~~ nose around. Why hadn't he thought of home-baked goods? Bloody cupcakes.... Erik scratched the side of his nose and suddenly remembered the basket he needed to summon. Right. He'd have time for socialising later. He flicked his wand into his hand and quickly conjured up a few medium sized baskets to keep at the booth for...things, and one with a longer handle for him to carry around too. He just hoped he wasn't going to end up looking like that Muggle fairytale character, Little Red, later. He then set about putting up some Hogwarts coloured bunting in all four house colours all around his booth. He also cast the 'Muffliato' charm to keep Roxanne's loud music out of their area. "Haff any other bright ideas?" he murmured to the Daily Prophet's Editor-in-Chief, one eye still on the woman across the way. Ah, here was the man of the hour! "Erik, good to see you, my friend! I hope you're feeling well. Long day of kibitzing ahead of you!" He scanned the booth. "You know, Carter has cupcakes. Should have thought of that, I should've. But I think she'll find they aren't as appealing as she wants them to be." At least he knew that HE wouldn't eat cupcakes with ants crawling in them. He put his hand on his chin in a thinking position, then proceeded to walk around the booth. "But the setup here is quite nice. Simple, understated, not flashy... Matches your persona." He gave a nod. "The basket.. I assume is for handing out the chocolate frogs? Yes, nice touch. Don't just sit behind the booth all day, get out amongst the PEOPLE, show you can relate with them and their concerns for their children." Another nod. This man was certainly a winner. He had a natural instinct for public relations. It certainly makes my job easier! It helped that Bjorn would personally vote for Erik if he got a vote. But now.. He gazed around. People were beginning to arrive. Who should they focus on today? __________________