[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/permalink/170609/6993f16961e0f0769efda621e785818a.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=998849]October 31st, 1943 - Introductions, of a sorts
[/color][/b][hr][hr][/center] 
	Resting the tip of his walking cane on the ground, he waited. Looking through the gates and once he finally spotted someone he gave a slight wave. "Well hey there," he said in a pleasant enough voice. Taking off his hat, he pressed it to his chest and nodded slightly once Gio had made it to the gate. "Actually sir, we are here to help you. My name's Samson and I run the Carnivale' here behind me. We be the best operation this side of the Mississippi. Caught wind that you all be hostin' a Halloween event here this evening and we thought it would be right prudent of us to come by and offer to set up for the folks in these parts. I tell you, nothing put people in the celebrating spirit quite like a good ol' fashion Carney."

	Placing his hat back on his head his head tilted back at the other man came to the gate. "Morning sir, just talking to this gentleman here about setting up our show for you folks. My names Samson though looking at you I have to admit feeling a bit like David facing down Goliath," he said with a chuckle. "We have games, shows, and Colossus is the biggest traveling Ferris Wheel in these here forty-eight states."

	While Samson was talking a [url=http://www.chud.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/32.jpg]man[/url] got out of the driver side of the main truck and started walking over to them. He had a slight limp when he walked but it didn't seem like it was from a current injury or anything but more like he was trying to learn to walk without one anymore. "Ain't that right Jonesy?" Samson asked as the man came over to them. 

	"Yeah," was all Jonsey said before spitting a bit of tobacco juice on the ground away from them all. Samson smiled and looked back over to them. 

	"Have to admit I wasn't expecting no men to be meeting us at the gate. Was expecting to speak with a Miss Lucas. She be about?" he asked as he rested both his small hands on the top of his cane.