Plan of Action

[soul]

(ooc: Since No More Deformity seems to have died, I thought I'd start up a new thread for our protesters. Takes place a couple of days after that thread. Open only to protesters to make a plan for trying to break out the performers.)

If Soul was being perfectly frank, things royally sucked at that moment in time. He'd had to leave Death City on a seemingly pointless hunt for one of his friends, had found him, and in the process learned that horrible things were happening to people purely for the sake of entertainment. The very thought sickened Soul. So, there he sat outside the circus grounds waiting for the others of the protest group he had joined in an attempt to end the horrific things occurring within the circus. Soul just hoped he wasn't too late to put an end to the madness.

"Come on... where is everyone?" Soul wondered out loud. He surely wasn't the only protester interested in breaking the performers out of the circus. It had been his aim to gather the rest of the group that day so they could come up with some kind of plan of action. They had to do something. Simply standing around and talking wasn't going to get them anywhere.

[Miyuki Takara]

"I'm here! I'm here!"
Little lady was panting as she jogged up to Soul, rose-colored hair swishing in the wind and her bosom quite noticeably bouncing as she ran. She skidded to a halt in front of the white-haired boy, adjusting her glasses tentatively.
Things had gone downhill for Miyuki ever since she graduated high school. She'd found this circus... and of course was horrified at what she saw. Most people were, but she'd wanted to do something about it. She was ardent on getting these prisoners out of their personal hell. And she'd found a few like-minded people to group with. They met occasionally and tried to come up with plans to smuggle a few cats members out. They hadn't had much luck so far, but Miyuki was convinced that today would be their lucky day.
"It's good to see I'm not late," she remarked. "I was worried I would miss something."

[soul]

"Actually, you're the first person here. I'm beginning to wonder if the others got the memo." Soul said, rising to his feet after just a moment and letting a slight sigh escape him. They really weren't going to accomplish anything if only a handful of people even tried to participate in their plans. But, Soul wouldn't say this out loud. Miyuki had at least come, and Soul was grateful for that. "Either way, we're going to need to start thinking of ideas on how to get everyone out of that place. I would try simply barging in, but... that didn't end so well the last time I tried." Soul admitted. He had tried bursting into the circus the night before and had promptly been tossed out, left with a few bruises as a reminder of his actions.

"There's got to be something we can do without risking getting noticed... but what?" Soul asked. He didn't know why he was asking. It would have been better to start planning once more of the protesters had arrived, but admittedly Soul wanted to get started as soon as possible. Seeing Crona in the pitiful state he had been in just spurred Soul on, if only for Maka's sake. He was glad the blonde haired girl didn't have to see her friend in such a state.

[Miyuki Takara]

"Hm..."
Miyuki tilted her head upwad, idex finger placed on her lips as she thought. That was indeed a problem. Of course they wouldn't let their captives go willingly. It honestly surprised her that no staff had thought to boot any fo them out of the general circus area.
"Maybe..." she began, looking toward Soul. "Maybe there's some place, away from the general public, that we could... sneak in...?"
It was a surprising sight to hear perfect Miyuki-san utter words that even vaguely hinted at illegal or discouraged activity, but she was very much livid inside at the thought of innocent people being showcased like wild animals.

[Sydney Carton]

Sydney, being the newcomer to the town, had absolutely no idea of what was going on. And on top of that, he' seen people that had hairstyles and clothing unlike those back in Paris or London. So, he'd gone and gotten himself a job, for the time being.

But as he walked onto the circus grounds, he noticed Miyuki and Soul. Again with the odd hairstyles and clothes. But, he figured that they were there for some sort of protest...he did remember joining that group of protesters. Torturing recently disfigured people for the mere purpose of entertainment was sickening.

"Are you two also with the protest group?" Carton asked.

[soul]

"Actually, that wouldn't surprise me if there were a place like that." Soul said, nodding to acknowledge Miyuki's suggestion. He was about to say more, but Carton's question distracted him. The man looked a bit out of place in the company of Soul and Miyuki, but it appeared as though he was interested in joining the protest group. Soul gave a little nod before giving an actual reply. "That's right, we're a part of the protest group. Name's Soul. What's your name?" Soul asked.

[Anya]

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late."
A red-headed female, dressed in the scraggly cloth of a peasant, strode up to the group. A plain burlap bag was slung over her shoulder, it's contents too ambiguously shaped to give any sign of what was inside.

"Had a little bit of trouble finding things in town." Anya paused, lifting a gloved hand in a finger-wagging wave. "Name's Anya."

[Sydney Carton]

Sydney eyed the group carefully, before formally addressing them. "I am Sydney Carton. A pleasure to meet you all." he said. The group didn't look too promising...but then again, Carton had learned not to judge by looks. It had almost gotten him killed.

A pair of black shoes stepped onto the scene, followed by a boy much too tall for his age, with a red hunter's cap upon his head. In his mouth was a thin cigarette, and the corner of his face was turned into a frown. As much as it wasn't his business, Holden knew he had to help these poor creatures out. Somehow.
"Bunch of phonies.." he mumbled to himself, as he walked up to the group. "Who're you all?" he asked.

[soul]

Soul nodded to acknowledge he had heard Carton and Anya's greetings before turning his attention to Holden. Now it looked like they would get somewhere. They at least were getting a bigger group together for the moment. "We're the current group protesting against what the circus is doing to innocent people." Soul explained, motioning to himself, Miyuki, and Carton as he spoke. "I guess since no one else is really taking charge for the moment, we're just going with the flow." he continued, giving a little shrug before folding his arms across his chest.

"As it stands, we can't just barge in to where they're holding their performers. I tried it recently, and it didn't end well. She," Soul paused, realizing he didn't know Miyuki's name, but continued again after a moment. "proposed the idea of us finding some place away from the public that we could sneak in to. But... it looks like Anya has other ideas." Soul smirked, having caught sight of Anya's bag. He could only wonder what was inside it. Whatever she had, he was beginning to like her idea. "Now then, I suppose I ought to introduce myself again. Name's Soul Evans, but I also go by Soul Eater. And you are...?" Soul paused so he could allow Holden to respond.

[John Silver]

Silver walks to the group "you lot having a meeting or somethin?" he asks as he switch's to his crutch to rest his bum leg for a while. "so what the plan of action then me boyos?" Silver chuckles heartily. Silver then gives a tip of his hat to Carton "hello there Mr. Carton sir" he greets remember the man from when he and Jim had 1st been reunited.