Simon, being said thin air she was talking to, really had only one way to answer that question while he was invisible.
And that was to let go of the campaign message light pattern he'd been hanging up so it could be seen from the lobby. No longer affected by his power, the glow sticks and chili lights rippled back into being visible.
"YES!" Kenzi punched the air in glee, and did her little victory dance. "Let's see them top *this* for visibility!" She beamed at Simon, then considered. "There's got to be away to hide you so it's bigger surprise, when it's visible again. Hmm. Maybe hanging onto the power cord, and backing further away?"
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"I know, I promise," Kenzi placated. "If nobody comes by in ten minutes, we get food, that cool?" She grinned at him. "Thank you!" She tilted her head. "Do you think it's big enough?
Neon red-and-yellow, in a marquee style, flashing on and off.
Simon looked at the sign. Then, in the deadpan way he generally reserved for Nathan's various shows of obliviousness, he said, "Yes, I think it's big enough."
"I could've made it bigger," Kenzi fretted. "But. It's not like we need it to last forever or anything, right?" She grinned, then perched on the back of one of the couches. "I wonder if Wes knows I nominated him yet. I'm pretty sure I heard he talked to Quinn about the StuCo thing already."
"... You nominated him?" No, Simon hadn't known that. He tilted his head, and frowned. "But, aren't you supposed to nominate yourself? With... an essay?"
Or something. He wasn't sure what the procedure was.
"There's a form. With all the stuff about who you are and why you're qualified and what kind of good things you'll do. I didn't even have to make anything up!"
"He was going to miss the deadline," Kenzi lied with a straight face. "He was moping and I totally knew he forgot. He did this last year. So I just did him a favor and turned it in. I'm sure he'll be grateful."
"Oh." Yeah, he wasn't really sure he should believe that. But he didn't want to accuse her of lying, either. He'd save that for later. "But do you think he'll like a sign like this?"
"It's... very loud. Bright." A complete and utter eyesore. Still, she'd wanted him to hang it up and he had, because it was nice to be wanted. "But it'll catch everyone's attention, yes."
"That's what's needed." Kenzi beamed. "You so get fries or onion rings for helping on this. Or chips. Chips? You and Wes have that British thing in common."
"Uh-hunh! He went to some academy for monster-fighting, he's a real brain," Kenzi said, tilting the edge of the light set-up juuust a little. "So he knew all this weird stuff when I got here, to explain it. Plus he believed me when I told him about this ... incident that happened, back in Canada." She nodded soberly. "He's a good big sib."
He was! And he shouldn't be mopey! See, it was all good.
And that was to let go of the campaign message light pattern he'd been hanging up so it could be seen from the lobby. No longer affected by his power, the glow sticks and chili lights rippled back into being visible.
Yes, he'd got it secure.
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VOTE WES
LIGHT UP YOUR WORLD
The Best!
For Senior StuCo Rep
Elect Wes '11
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Neon red-and-yellow, in a marquee style, flashing on and off.
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Or something. He wasn't sure what the procedure was.
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Not really the point there.
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Oh, he'd learn.
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He was! And he shouldn't be mopey! See, it was all good.
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