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<blockquote data-quote="Roudi" data-source="post: 2784792" data-attributes="member: 12423"><p style="text-align: center">* * * * *</p><p></p><p>For twenty minutes, Locke spoke to the gathered throng in the cramped subway station. His words stretched the minutes into a single eternity.</p><p></p><p>“We are not born into this world as servants to the Dictat. We are born free men and women, and we can live as free men and women! We are not born into this world as warriors. We are born as peaceful children, and we can live as peaceful adults! The Dictat believes that we must be controlled through fear and violence. I say we do not need such things! The time has come for peace, my brothers and sisters; the time has come for peace!”</p><p></p><p>The impossibly crowded station erupted once more with cheers. Dozens of hands reached out to help him down from the benches that had served as Locke's podium. The familiar press of the mob was no longer uncomfortable to Locke; he had gotten used to it after all the months of fame his preaching had brought him. They were not a group of strangers, desperate for words of hope; they were good friends, people who believed in his words, eager to work for a better future.</p><p></p><p><em>If only they'd have a little patience,</em> Locke thought to himself.</p><p></p><p>He moved through the crowd to Junin and the band of men assembled around him. These dozen men had been right there with him since the beginning; there were only two people in the world Locke trusted more. Junin was holding a palm computer so that he and the others around him could see. His gestures and grim expression meant that he was planning tonight's action. No worries; Junin would brief Locke later. In reality, Locke wanted to have as little to do with tonight's details. If it were all up to him, this wouldn't be happening as it was going to.</p><p></p><p>There was going to be blood tonight. Locke just knew it.</p><p></p><p>Someone grabbed him suddenly and dragged him out of the crowd. Before Locke realized what was happening, he was beyond the mass of people and among an alcove of rusted lockers.</p><p></p><p>The person who had grabbed Locke suddenly turned and embraced him.</p><p></p><p>"Maggie!" he cried, recognizing the familiar grasp and scents of his embracer. The woman strengthened her hug at the mention of her name and crushed the breath out of Locke.</p><p></p><p>Maggie released him with an apologetic smile on her face. Locke wheezed his lungs full between chuckles; this was a familiar greeting between the two.</p><p></p><p>"Nice speech," Maggie began when she saw that Locke had regained his breath. He shrugged and blushed in response. "Seriously," she continued. "I really wish half the people here listened to what you said. If they did, then maybe... you know..."</p><p></p><p>"Then maybe what's going to happen tonight won't happen," Locke finished.</p><p></p><p>"But cheer up, Messy!" Maggie exclaimed, using the name she gave Locke for his ever-tousled brown hair. "You and I are gonna be right in the thick of it together; side by side, mech to mech, damn the Dictat for whatever happens!”</p><p></p><p>“Maggie,” began Locke, suddenly taking a serious tone. “I have to ask you to do something for me.”</p><p></p><p>She paused. She knew exactly what he was going to say; nonetheless she asked, “What is it?”</p><p></p><p>“I want you to stay out of this.”</p><p></p><p>Maggie sighed. It was exactly what she expected. The frown across her face gave Locke the impression she was moments away from chewing him out and insisting that she go along. To his great surprise and relief, Maggie nodded her head in agreement.</p><p></p><p>“I'm still going to be watching everything,” she stated, her tone devoid of the excitement it once contained. “First sign of trouble and I'll do everything I can to get you boys outta there.”</p><p></p><p>“Please, Maggie,” Locke said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. “Something is going to go wrong tonight. I just know it. No matter what happens, I want to make sure that you make it through tonight.”</p><p></p><p>“I will make it through tonight,” she responded, “and so will you. Just have a little faith, Locke. Faith will get us through this.”</p><p></p><p><em>Faith better have one hell of an army,</em> Lock thought to himself. He didn't say it out loud; instead, he hugged Maggie for the last time.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Roudi, post: 2784792, member: 12423"] [center]* * * * *[/center] For twenty minutes, Locke spoke to the gathered throng in the cramped subway station. His words stretched the minutes into a single eternity. “We are not born into this world as servants to the Dictat. We are born free men and women, and we can live as free men and women! We are not born into this world as warriors. We are born as peaceful children, and we can live as peaceful adults! The Dictat believes that we must be controlled through fear and violence. I say we do not need such things! The time has come for peace, my brothers and sisters; the time has come for peace!” The impossibly crowded station erupted once more with cheers. Dozens of hands reached out to help him down from the benches that had served as Locke's podium. The familiar press of the mob was no longer uncomfortable to Locke; he had gotten used to it after all the months of fame his preaching had brought him. They were not a group of strangers, desperate for words of hope; they were good friends, people who believed in his words, eager to work for a better future. [i]If only they'd have a little patience,[/i] Locke thought to himself. He moved through the crowd to Junin and the band of men assembled around him. These dozen men had been right there with him since the beginning; there were only two people in the world Locke trusted more. Junin was holding a palm computer so that he and the others around him could see. His gestures and grim expression meant that he was planning tonight's action. No worries; Junin would brief Locke later. In reality, Locke wanted to have as little to do with tonight's details. If it were all up to him, this wouldn't be happening as it was going to. There was going to be blood tonight. Locke just knew it. Someone grabbed him suddenly and dragged him out of the crowd. Before Locke realized what was happening, he was beyond the mass of people and among an alcove of rusted lockers. The person who had grabbed Locke suddenly turned and embraced him. "Maggie!" he cried, recognizing the familiar grasp and scents of his embracer. The woman strengthened her hug at the mention of her name and crushed the breath out of Locke. Maggie released him with an apologetic smile on her face. Locke wheezed his lungs full between chuckles; this was a familiar greeting between the two. "Nice speech," Maggie began when she saw that Locke had regained his breath. He shrugged and blushed in response. "Seriously," she continued. "I really wish half the people here listened to what you said. If they did, then maybe... you know..." "Then maybe what's going to happen tonight won't happen," Locke finished. "But cheer up, Messy!" Maggie exclaimed, using the name she gave Locke for his ever-tousled brown hair. "You and I are gonna be right in the thick of it together; side by side, mech to mech, damn the Dictat for whatever happens!” “Maggie,” began Locke, suddenly taking a serious tone. “I have to ask you to do something for me.” She paused. She knew exactly what he was going to say; nonetheless she asked, “What is it?” “I want you to stay out of this.” Maggie sighed. It was exactly what she expected. The frown across her face gave Locke the impression she was moments away from chewing him out and insisting that she go along. To his great surprise and relief, Maggie nodded her head in agreement. “I'm still going to be watching everything,” she stated, her tone devoid of the excitement it once contained. “First sign of trouble and I'll do everything I can to get you boys outta there.” “Please, Maggie,” Locke said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. “Something is going to go wrong tonight. I just know it. No matter what happens, I want to make sure that you make it through tonight.” “I will make it through tonight,” she responded, “and so will you. Just have a little faith, Locke. Faith will get us through this.” [i]Faith better have one hell of an army,[/i] Lock thought to himself. He didn't say it out loud; instead, he hugged Maggie for the last time. [/QUOTE]
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