[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/permalink/170609/6993f16961e0f0769efda621e785818a.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=998849]October 31st, 1943 - Trying To Pull It Together
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	The Carnivale folks were milling about doing their work. With the collapse of the Ferris Wheel there was more work than ever to do. They needed to get all that mess cleaned up and salvage what they could. There were many tents to get up, for both the acts and such as well as living quarters for the night for those that didn't have their own private trailers. Which to be honest was most of them. There were even some who were dropping their things next to trucks and making it look as if they would sleep under the vehicles if necessary. It wasn't an uncommon practice for a traveling show of little means, especially if the nut was small. Right then, things looked tight. An open tent was set up on the furthest end away from things as possible and a small kitchen was set up. There wasn't much to go around but hey things didn't seem to bother those that were there. 

	"Naw, think this will be like Jericho," Jonesy said to Libby as he walked out of a small tent, holding open the flap for the woman as she climbed out behind him. Wrapping an arm around her he walked slowly towards the remains of the Ferris wheel. Libby leaning against him slightly as they walked. 

	"Are we even doing this tonight?" she asked as she looked at the rousties breaking things apart and then glancing up at Jonesy with a worried expression on her face. 

	"I don't know. Guess we'll wait to hear from Management about it. Things don't look good and I gotta find out who used wooden plugs instead of steel in he first place," he said as he spit on the ground and then adjusted his cap. 

	"We never did last time," Libby said as she shielded the sun from her eyes. 

	"We didn't have her last time," Jonesy said an grinned a bit before he started walking away and headed towards Management's trailer. 

	"See you at dinner?" she called out and Jonesy nodded before reaching the door to the trailer and knocking on it. Libby sighed and headed towards the tent with the sign [i]The Cooch[/i] on it. As she entered it, the door to Managements trailer opened and JOnsey stepped inside.