#keelin: threads ft. randy

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“That's what you did before getting into politics?” Keelin quipped, having almost spit out her own drink at the revelation. Holding out a hand to assist him in getting down from the stage, she mused "c'mon, Mayor. How about I get you a drink and we'll get you enough to forget this .... happened."

Randy's ears perked hearing the other mention the paycheck. Randy felt he deserved the boos. He couldn't bear not losing everything though. So the remaining common sense, Randy decided to come along. Randy walked away and sighed. As he sat far from the people and looked at Keelin. "I should have stuck to styling hair." Randy admitted. "Why did I serve my madatory enlistement and get into polictics?"

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The boo’s had Keelin wincing and the crowd were far from impressed – but she was thoroughly entertained, maybe even more so from the crescendo of crowd outrage. As Randy reached for the microphone, her brow creased realising that after that particular outburst, whatever was to come next wouldn't be pretty and as entertained as she was, she didn't fancy watching the mayors career go down in flames. "Ohhh-kay, hotshot, maybe we should uh --" pushing her way through the crowd, she made her way towards the stage, reaching up to make a grab for the microphone, "take that away from you before that handsome pay check goes with it."

Randy was scanning hearing the boos. There was a bow and several air kisses, as if he just performed the play of the lifetime. Randy's ears perked hearing the heckler. "Hey if the truth gets you into polictics I'm more than happy to tell you." Randy took the microphone. "The town auditor is the one that doesnt approve for the school budget or any necessary needs. The asshole is always on vacation." Randy said. He was ready to keep telling the truth.

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Keelin didn’t often buy into all of this political crap, but she stood in the crowd, trying to pinpoint the rest of the Mikaelsons whilst she sipped on her mystery cup of carnival liquor. The beginning of the speech had clearly been well rehearsed and her eyes rolled at the idea of it all – before there was the shift and her attention was instantaneously captivated. “Oh – my god” were the only words muttered beneath her breath, the weight of her frame dropping from one hip to the other as her eyes scanned the crowds as if to gauge their reactions, before back to the stage as she heckled, “alright now we’re talkin’. Hey, maybe I can take an interest in politics after all.” 

Open for @exitiumstarters

Randy touched the unicorn as a joke. He didn't think much of it. But as he began to talk something was off.

"Thank you for coming." There was a slight shift " Truthfully I hate any type of event like this. I have to fake a smile to make you all happy. But I'm miserable as fuck. But the OEA has my fucking children so I have no choice. But I'd like to make one more comment about my opposition. " The mayor smirked

"Gianna if you are hearing this, you are one of the most pretentious people I have ever met. You suck at being for the people. I'm a jackass but at least I can pretend when some weird medieval man says he gave his money to a prince on the internet. I hope you don't have children, or grandkids, or nephew because yikes." Randy said flipping the bird.

"Now you can boo me. Please it gives an excuse to drink"