[Soapy]

A familiar pink-haired Leporidae strolls in, flanked by two attentive, suited men. She's wearing an eye-catching tight dress of pink and black, the two colors divided by a wave, and has an ornate floral eyepatch in lieu of her more practical black one.

She quickly identifies the highest-ranking representative present, offering a formal curtsy.

"Good day to you, kind [sir/madam]. My name is Nerium Abrus, but I suppose you may have suspected as much. To be curt, I'm here to apply for the open position.

I have run my own successful business for quite a few years now, and though I may be a simple confectioner, I believe the experience gained, when coupled with my own interest in politics and comprehensive education, makes me a viable candidate for the position.

My... 'predecessor' Keir will submit his own application relatively soon, I'm sure - that is, if he hasn't already. I suppose it's fortunate he wouldn't need to supply his own men to defend the city as I've heard - good grief - rather persistent rumors regarding the leader of his so-called 'militia' being arrested by the Empire; though I know not the finer details, or even if such a claim has any merit.

Regardless, I believe I would do at least as much good for the town as one would expect from a more qualified leader - something I'm sure I would prove if I were given the opportunity. I expect Commander Lamarrion would have a word to put in on my behalf, as well."