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Just as planned...

Location: Zeon Student Council HQ
Time: Wednesday, April 7, during lunch hour.
Characters: Livonze, anyone else!
Status: In Progress.
Warnings: None
Summary: Livonze holds court in the Student Council room.

The Zeon Academy Student Council headquarters was on the upper floor of one of the towers, where large glass windows afforded an impressive view of the school grounds. Although the horizon was bounded by the dull metal containment wall of the space colony, the vantage point gave Livonze Almack the feeling of an feudal lord surveying his domain. The post of Student Council President was technically an elected office, but he planned to do away with any pretense of democratic leadership and install himself as Supreme Commander of the Zeon forces... forces which consisted primarily of a football team and a marching band, but even great leaders had to start small. Livonze shrugged and stepped away from the window to retire to his usual spot on a plush couch that he'd had underlings drag up six flights of stairs to serve as his personal presidential throne.

Most students were using the first week of classes to meet new friends and re-connect with old ones, but Livonze had no desire to mill about with peasants, especially now that the campus had been infiltrated by those classless Federation students. However, even he was occasionally susceptible to boredom... so he'd left the door to the Council room open.


His companions appear to be quite unsettled, to say the least, so Livonze allows himself a small smirk of satisfaction as he relaxes back in his chair. Knowing how to deal with people is the core of his position as president, after all. He knows how to make people fear him and how to make people love him, and he knows how to turn both adoration and loathing into obedience. After all, gaining control of Zeon Academy is merely a precursor to gaining control of the entire colony.

"It is my duty as president to ensure the happiness of my fellow students, is it not?" he asks with a nod to Tieria. "But aren't you forgetting your manners, Tieria? You didn't even thank me," he continues with a theatrical sigh. Servants should look to their ruler with the same loyalty of a dog looking to its master for table scraps, he thinks with mild contempt. For all of Livonze's Machiavellian tendencies, in his heart he wishes to be loved... but it seems it will take more to win Tieria's alligience.

Livonze has high hopes for Stellar, though. Perhaps she will better serve his purposes.