Plan of Action

[Jim Hawkins]

((Closed to all protesters, June 12 night. Town square))

Jim sat cross legged on the ledge of the water fountain waiting for the others to arrive. He had gotten word out, quietly mind, around town that anyone who wanted to find out more about the mysterious circus. A few months back he had tried to get some more protesters together only to have the police shut it down.

Obviously the police, and prehapse most of the town, was working with the Circus. Either way, they would have to be careful from now on when organizing.

[John Silver]

"Jim?" the voice with a irish accent called to him "ye call me boyo?" the old cyborg walks towards his cabin boy and takes a seat next to him on the ledge. ever since the old urisd got here he had been helping the boy when ever he could and this would't be any diffrent.

[Jim Hawkins]

"Yeah I'm here." Jim said moving from his spot by the fountain to greet his old friend cautiously. He didn't know anyone else in this town, and it seemed like the town supported and protected the Circus. Maybe it was out of fear, or maybe the Circus was paying them off, either way better safe than sorry.

"Anyone with you?"

[John Silver]

the old cyborg shook his head "nay lad no one is with me sorry but i did try asking in the bar" he said motioning for the boy to have a seat next to him. "what of you then ye found anyone?"