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The Debate Intermission: 17:00
@OppositionJ

The stress of the final day of the campaign hung in the air of the groups' suite as Dexter Campbell paced back and forth across the room.  S’venia watched for a brief moment before she returned to her work.  Saying that Gatch had gone on the offensive in the first round of the debate was an understatement.  With Rott’s absence, the incumbent mayor dug through every facet of Campbell's life, finding all negative dirt that existed, and displayed it for all to see on the debates stage.  The team had gone into the debate expecting Gatch to be fighting on two fronts, instead, Dexter was alone thus forcing S’venia to go on the defensive and attempt to get some positive out of that first debate.   

“Replay,” S’venia spoke in a soft voice that you’d be forgiven if you did not hear it. 

S’venia was on the far side of the room behind a desk on her portable computer editing footage that she took during the first round of the debate.  The video in question was from the opening segment where both candidates outlined their vision for the Reclaimed district.  The video started with Dexter standing behind his podium, “my focus, as mayor, will always be on you the people,” the video blurred and fell out of focus as a second video came into view.  It was footage that S’venia took before with the initial five-second clip from when Dexter worked at a shelter behind the food counter that soon changed to a second five-second clip of Dexter walking and laughing alongside some residents of the Reclaim district.  “I have worked alongside so many great people here in the reclaim district”, the voice of Dexter played over the two videos. “And as mayor,” the clip blurred once more losing focus, “I will never lose focus on what’s important,” the video faded back in to Dexter behind the podium, “and that is bringing this District back to its former glory,” he paused as he let loose his trademarked warm smile, “and bringing her people back the safeguards that protected them, a vote for me is a vote for a better future,” the video faded to black before “vote for your future, vote for Dexter Campbell” appeared in an italicized Jubilat font with a solid underscore sliding in underneath. 

“Alright. Alright. I need something more to say…” 

S’venia looked over as Dexter’s eyes began scanning the room, almost pleading for someone to speak up and give him the magic words that he desperately needed before they finally locked onto a mirror.  “We have to end this strong. We can do this. Can… Can someone keep the reporters back for a minute. I just need to collect myself a minute before I get back into it… Get my thoughts together— that sort of thing,” he asked as the sound of knocks could be heard coming from down the hall.  “Reporters,” he spit out as he paused for thought, “Alright guys, let’s make these last minutes count… Do what you can. You all know your roles,” he finished. 

S’venia looked down at her computer before she stood up from her desk, grabbing the computer as she did, and made her way to Dexter’s side.  She closed the distance in a graceful, yet quick pace, before ultimately settling in beside him.  Most of the work was finished yet she needed the final approval of Dexter himself before she shared it on his media platforms.  “You could always call him “Apex’s lil’ bitch,” Dex,” she paused as she turned her focus towards Dexter, “I’m sure the Net and allll her inhabitants will love you forever for it,” she paused as she winked.  A look of horror slowly spread across her face, “probably don’t say that, actually, that would be very,” she paused as she looked away, “that would be very bad,” she finished as she turned her head back.  She was still new to the political theater.  She learned early on to not directly say or air debatable accusations and to instead wait for one of your political action committees to do it for you.  The last thing S’venia wanted was for Dexter to bear the brunt of the wrath that might come down from such a “baseless” accusation.    

“Here,” S’venia said as she passed the computer to Dexter, “I plan to edit in some more details before the next round of debates starts,” she paused as she looked towards the door, “if we were to post this, we would have to have it up before the next round starts, thoughts” S’venia asked as she turned her head back towards Dexter.  “Do you want me to hold back the reporters for you,” she paused as she smiled her friendly smile, “die tragically as they run me over to get their next quote, stretching your words out of context to get a few more clicks for their articles,” she finished with a soft smile.
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