80 Universal Language Part 4 (1/2)
Desmond along with many other people looked over at the three men who barged in, started to whistle, shout, and bang on a nearby table. The three men were dressed in common clothes worn by many people you can find anywhere on the street.
One of the men furthest in the back had a ruff beard and the look of someone who just got off work but still managed to find the energy to do what he found important. He had on what looked like tweed breeks with a matching vest.
The other gentleman next to him had on a pair of pants that looked similar to oxford bags. Coupled with his knit sweater, cleanly shaved face, and calm demeanor he was a real looker. The one leading the three was still smoking a cigarette, he looked around the room judging every person there.
His verdict has already been set, but he wanted to find the one person in the sea of idiots who will listen to reason. He also adorned a pair of pants reminiscent of oxford bags along with a pull overcoat.
Having most of the people in the bar's attention the man in front of the group that walked in started to speak.
Just like any actor at a theater, he presented himself well, ”ladies and gentlemen if I may have your attention. My name is Gresham Stokes and my associates Leopold and Robert would like to inform you all about a grave problem plaguing not just our city, but the entire world. For too long, this problem has gone untreated and if nothing is done to stop it, to stop them. Then the same thing a doctor decides to do when an infection spreads too far will happen to us all”.
Gresham walked further into the bar as he continued to talk while his associates got busy. The man Greshan pointed to as Leopold handed half of the papers to Robert. The man furthest in the back of the group half of the flyers that he was carrying. Then they both started to walk around the room handing them out to every person there while Greshan kept talking.
”We the healthy, hard working, men and woman along with your children will be cut off. You know why don't you, everyone here knows why? Its because the plague has already won, the plague has grown strong it doesn't need us anymore the magi don't need us anymore. They view us as either lab rats or pack mules they don't say it out loud because they don't have to”.
Gresham took a chair from a nearby table and stood on top of it so everyone could see him. ”We are slaves the only difference between us and actual slaves is that we get paid PEANUTS! To dance around do tricks for the magi, prays the magi for their greatness, for their mercy. While they sit in their towers lording over us all just like the Morpheus Counsel lords over them”.
Interrupting the man's speech was a tall tan man with a cap on his head he spoke without the slightest bit of a gentleman's demeanor when he told that man to, ”shut up, you trying to get us all killed for the shit your saying. Take you're 'unite the people' shit and shove it back up your ass that's how you can really help the people”.
The man who made the first outburst stirred up the crowd, some started to bang on the table in agreement even hold up their drinks to the man for what he said.