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[sub][color=c0c0c0]"He that is without sin among you, let him cast the first stone at her.”[/color][/sub]
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[color=c0c0c0][b]Location:[/b][/color] Marketplace near St. Paul's Cathedral [/center]
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	Instigators in the crowd, riling them into a state of hatred and near-violence. The eloquent expression of a rational comparison between the death and ascension of Jesus Christ and the death and reanimation of one of the Soulless... it was not something that a [i]mob[/i] would do. Mobs do not wax philosophically. They express fear and anger, then try to impose "justice" upon whatever they dislike at the moment, moving onward without such constraints as individual thought or civilized demeanor. 

	Mary had strong suspicion that this near-riot was planned. Staged to begin turning the people against the Clergy (either Catholic or Anglican, denomination had no bearing in this instance) and against the Church. Not that every decision made by the Holy Father, any of them for that matter, was embraced completely by the common man, but open aggression against the Church (either of them) during a time when the Church was a massive boon to humanity against the Soulless... Well, it raised very serious questions. 

	Sadly, these questions could not be answered at this time. Priorities forced Mary into more immediate action; namely getting this child over her shoulder to safety. She faced sideways, reversing her grip on her halberd and took off at a run. Or, as best a run as she could accomplish carrying an unconscious boy. The steel endcap of her Swiss polearm led the way as she threaded through the onlookers and bystanders. 

	To stay and fight, to argue even, when the life of an innocent was at immediate risk was a blatant act of [i]Pride[/i]. Putting her skills to the average market-goer under such circumstances might not be sinful, if she was attacked, but it would be wholly counterproductive. She had enough problems in London without killing a few citizens under the watchful eye of their Presbyter. Even if the good Reverend was in the same situation as herself. And speaking of the good Reverend... 

	[color=c0c0c0]"We need to get behind the walls of Ely, Reverend."[/color] stated Mary with muted urgency as she slung the child across her horse, Cassius. She leapt upon the saddle. [color=c0c0c0]"I am offering our protection. But we must be quick about it."[/color] The Apostolic reined around and began at a speed appropriate to the crowd behind her back to the Church of St. Etheldreda.