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Though she didn't yet have all ten signatures required to actually run for council, it was close enough that Lucy had decided to get a head start in writing her speech. It was better to be prepared for no reason, after all, than wind up with not enough time on her hands, and one name ought to have been easy enough to come by. Maybe she didn't actually stand a chance, but she meant to take this seriously all the same; besides, with school out of session, she had little to do with her free time. Things had been going well as of late, unusually so, but that didn't make her any less inclined to want to do all she could to make a difference. She hadn't been so intent about it, the first time she had been nominated, but this time, she really meant to try. It had been too long since she'd had something to work towards, making this just what she needed.
Well-suited though she may have thought herself for the job, though, that didn't do anything to help her focus now. She'd been scattered all day, and despite being distinctly aware of why, had tried her hardest to push past it. While she was all too aware of the date, it wasn't as if such holidays - if that word was even appropriate - were observed here, with people coming from too many times and places and worlds. Even so, she couldn't ignore it, and didn't think she would have wanted to, anyway. In the end, she gave up on trying to write, gone to the first rehearsal for the play, though there wasn't much need for stage crew just yet, and, after, went for a walk to try to clear her head, where that meant actually letting herself dwell on what had been too present in her mind all day.
On her way past the cemetery, a route she had taken intentionally, she hadn't anticipated seeing anyone else there; when she saw who it was, she wasn't surprised, was maybe even a little grateful. She didn't have the first idea what to say, but she wasn't especially bothered by that, at least not yet. "Hey," she greeted lightly as she approached, a tone of voice that in itself likely made clear that she knew very well what day it was. "Had the same idea?"
Well-suited though she may have thought herself for the job, though, that didn't do anything to help her focus now. She'd been scattered all day, and despite being distinctly aware of why, had tried her hardest to push past it. While she was all too aware of the date, it wasn't as if such holidays - if that word was even appropriate - were observed here, with people coming from too many times and places and worlds. Even so, she couldn't ignore it, and didn't think she would have wanted to, anyway. In the end, she gave up on trying to write, gone to the first rehearsal for the play, though there wasn't much need for stage crew just yet, and, after, went for a walk to try to clear her head, where that meant actually letting herself dwell on what had been too present in her mind all day.
On her way past the cemetery, a route she had taken intentionally, she hadn't anticipated seeing anyone else there; when she saw who it was, she wasn't surprised, was maybe even a little grateful. She didn't have the first idea what to say, but she wasn't especially bothered by that, at least not yet. "Hey," she greeted lightly as she approached, a tone of voice that in itself likely made clear that she knew very well what day it was. "Had the same idea?"