Demothi sat in a cáfe table, drinking his coffee. Waiting for Yukio and James, he took a black notebook and a pen from his coat's pocket, placing them on the table. As he felt like writing again, even though no one would probably ever read what he wrote. He started to write about how a small shop is better than a big one. Finding many reasons, including "No mass-production", "No corporation power" and "No animals being tortured", he finished the text in half an hour. When he was ready, he started to draw, this time his "black bloc"-tactics. He knew they weren't good, and also knew that they really weren't black blocs, but he named them that anyways.

"We were given a voice, but does anyone use it...", he thought saying it at the same time without even noticing it himself.

Yu strolled into the cafe, shirt under arm, earphones in and bag on shoulder. Demothi had his back to him and scribbling in his notebook. Yukio walked over to him and took out his earphones, leaving them hanging over his shoulder, the wire trailing from his bag. He leaned into Demothis ear, and quietly but harshly whispering "Boo".

Demothi continued writing.
"Well hello to you too. What we gonna do today, and have you seen Jez?"
He put the notebook and pen back to his pocket and sipped his coffee again. He didn't know how long he had been in that cafeteria, but he thought that it was at least two hours already.

"No i havent seen him today, But i can guess one thing, Hes either sleeping or locked up again." Yu laughed as he sat down at the seat opposite. He pulled his backpack off his back, placed it on the floor and opened it taking out a c.d player and a sketchbook. He placed the sketchbook on the table and wound up the headphones around the c.d players shell then placed it back in the bag with his c.ds. He placed the sketchbook in his bag aswell, changing his mind about showing Demothi the sketches. "So what have you done in the last twelve hours since i seen you last?"

James entered the cáfe and looked around, the place was full of people, a feeling of stress floated, he spotted Demothi and Yukio and went to they're table, "What's up guys?" He asked as he sat near his friends, "What are you up?"

"Nothing much. Maybe I'm gonna go actually sleep today."
He chuckled and took another sip of his coffee, thinking how much money he had left. Demothi knew that he wouldn't be too good of for the rest of the month, but there wasn't too much of the month left, luckily. Looking at another person in the crowd, he thought of the mall, what would it have in the back. Maybe he could check it, just because he was curious.

"Hmm i think my plans are..." He paused for effect really, because he knew what he was going to say. " Hmmm i think babysitty you two is high on my agenda." He laughed as he brushed his eyes out of his hair with his hand.

"Sooo, what are we going to do today?" Asked James, as his eyes were still looking around, so many people in this place, so crowded...

"I've got no plans. Nothing to do anyways."
Demothi stood up and started to walk towards the counter, to get another coffee. He felt like shit already, so being up more wouldn't actually make him feel better, but it was better than going home to sleep.

"You should really lay off that stuff Demothi, Its gonna kill you one day!" Yukio called over, " Get me a bottle of water please while your at it."

Demothi got a cappucino with extra sugar and a glass of water. He paid and walked to the table.
"Well, sometimes I don't miiind...", he said, half singing. He thought of it. Sometimes people are better of dead. Usually everyone would be, and in some cases, even more good off than others. Right now he felt like he would want to be dead. It was like his head was being hammered all the time. Must've been the coffee.

"Guys, our fucked up city raised taxes again, I know I don't leave in some appertment but still, those scums think we can just let them go on like this, I say we do something."

"And i say i dont want you to be arrest for the second time this week,"Yukio said raising the glass of water to his dry, cracked lips. "Its not good for you."

"C'mon, can they arrest us LEGALLY for protesting? For some hours, yes. For a longer time, no. Has someone got a phone? I could call someone to ask if they got plans about it and try to get a group together...", he said sipping his coffee.

"Bullshit, a riot won't help.. I was thinking." James lowered his voice, "Maybe we need to do something more, undercovered, and more extreme, what do you say?"

Yu nearly spat his drink over the table at this"What! Comone youve got to be joking!" he sighed banging his head with his hand.

"Who said it would need to be violent? We could just get a petition or do a peaceful demonstration. But how do you think you could do this undercover stuff?"
Demothi got interested, even though Jez probably wouldn't even know the answer to his question.

"Guys.." James lowered his voice to a whispering. "This is serious, peace and riots won't help, I say we harm them, let them know it's us who do it because they raise the taxes, that will soft them, then you can bring those riots and negotiations, I just really think they deserve a shake."

"Come on guys! Can you hear yourselves!" Yu said leaning over the table close to them . "This could get you seriously jailed!"

"So? We get jailed almost every time, and we won't be caught, this can also seriously work! Did you think about that?" James' eyes shinned from his own idea, his voice sounded exicted.

"Could you guys tell me what the SHIT are you talking about?"
He had no idea what they were talking about. Just "undercover" wasn't enough for him - he needed a bigger plan.

"Do you know what's C4, Choke?"

"Explosives!? Guys come on! Is this some sort of joke!" he said grabbing his hair in frustration.

"Holy shit!", Demothi said almost loudly.
"How in the hell would we pass cameras?! We can use gloves, but..."
He was almost afraid. He was used to rioting and other "small" things, but not terrorising.

"You've done some crazy stuff since i've known you." He leaned back in his chair picking up his glass and raising it to his mouth."But this is the craziest". He gulped down the water.

"Stop being so cowards, we can try just once, without hurting anyone, just blasting some facility that gives the city payment, to show them their money taking plan won't work, we go in and out, I know where to get the c's from."

"C'mon, it's crazy! Terrorism won't get us anywhere, it'll just bring bad looks!", Jonny said. He believed more in another things. Blowing the whole shit up wouldn't describe what they want, it would be just be big hooliganism.

"Wow finally! Some sence! Thanks Demothi" He was speaking now calmly now knowing that it was unlikely that the plan would go ahead. He took another sip of his crystal clear water.

"God, you guys are cowards, I can't believe you don't want to take a stand for the citizens.." He sighed and said quietly, "Well, then I'll go by myself."

"Coward? No. Look, terrorizing them doesen't help us get believed. It's more like a ransom. It represents only one or two persons, and not the whole city."
Choke drank more of his coffee and spinned the spoon in it.

"So what else can we do?.." Asked James, "Those riots never help, bashing them will work, I'm serious, haven't you seen in the newspaper about this city, Romiro, 'terrorists' destroyed a cilty facility and the city stopped cutting in wages!"

"Riots never help? Oh, fuck off! They usually do. And that Romeiro shit was just because they didn't need that facility and so they didn't need that money. Everyone thought that it was just because of that blow-up and it ended up like that."
Demothi was a little frustrated, and he drank the last bit of his coffee.

"Whatever man.. Go do your fucked up riots." Answered James in a teasing voice, "They won't help."

"Dude, who the FUCK said a word about riots? I said a group, not a riot. Try listening to me sometimes."
He was even more frustrated and shifted his coffee cup away.

Yu decided he needed to step into this before somone lost their temper. "Come on Jez, blowing things up wont help anyone! At all!" He placed his empty glass on the table. "Besides it would make the police have more of an excuse to crack down on protestors." He crossed his arms on the table and rested his chin on them.

"Hmph.. Ok Maybe you're right.. But still, nothing else might actually help.." James was angry, he found an explosions dealer after a long search and he was sure his friends would like his idea, "So what will we do?.."

"We could, err, get a petition. We could get something needless outta the game, like cleaning that eastern part of the city - You know, the one no one ever even visits. They don't need cleaning of streets in that abandoned part, and the city still pays it. They should make it privatized so the property owners would do it."

James faked a sneezed, "Sorry I'm alargic to BULLSHIT! That isn't going to help, we need to bring them statics. I mean it, we need to come inside the city hall to our farty governer who sits all day on his ass and show him what happens to citizens because he decided he wants more money to fund his bank acount in swisserland."

"Switzerland. You got any other ideas then?"
He was a bit offended of Jez's acceptance, and shout for another coffee.

James ordered himself coffee and replyed, "No, not really, it's either that or," He lowered his voice again, "The c's.."