“That’s crazy,” Alli replied. Then she grinned. “I like it.”
Asha and Mage Dav nodded to each other. “The plan is acceptable,” Asha advised.
Mechanic Dav shrugged. “I’m not staying behind if the rest of you are going.”
Mari gave Bev a look. “You?”
Bev stared back. “Who’s in the lead? Who takes the first bullet?”
“I’m in the lead. I take the first bullet.”
“Unless I take it first,” Alain added.
“Fine.” Bev nodded. “What’re we waiting for?”
Mari glanced unobtrusively at Alain, who nodded slightly to indicate that Bev was not lying, then gestured to Mechanic Dav. “Give her back her weapon.”
They headed out, Mari and Alain in front, the three other Mechanics right behind, and the other two Mages trailing. Mari let herself adopt the Mechanic attitude she had once used as a matter of course, even though she had never been able to affect a swagger. The commons on the street made way for them, though some couldn’t help staring at how closely a pair of Mages was following some Mechanics.
Mari nudged Alain. “Do you want to put on your robes?”
“No. That would make it too hard for me to walk alongside you without attracting too much attention.”
“You don’t need to walk alongside me. I’ll be fine.” He shook his head, so Mari continued. “Alain, you’d better not mean what you said about taking a bullet for me. I told you the first time we met that I don’t let other people die if I can help it, and the man I love is very high on my list of people I won’t let die. At the top, actually.”
“Mari.” Alain looked down for a moment, his face composed. “The worst may happen. As you said once, it may happen at any time. If that occurs, you must move on without me.”
She stared straight ahead. “No.”
“There would someday be another man you could love.”
“Are you saying I should hang out around Mage Guild Halls until another Mage exactly like you walks out? Alain, if you die, my bonfire goes out and there’ll be nothing but ashes left inside me. Sorry. That’s just the way it is.” They walked in silence for a few more steps. “But if something happens to me, you find yourself someone else.”
His voice sounded openly incredulous. “You do realize you are being a little inconsistent?”
“So what’s your point?” She saw the barricade ahead. “Here we go.” Mari turned her head to speak to those behind her. “Remember, everybody. We own this city.”
The street down here, roughly midway between the city of Altis proper and the port, wasn’t well lit, and the partial moon didn’t help much. The two dots in the sky which marked the Twins that perpetually chased the moon provided little light. Mari felt confident that she wouldn’t be recognized until she reached the other Mechanics. At least, she hoped that would be the case. She walked briskly up to the barricade, remembering to set her face in the arrogant lines of some of the other Master Mechanics she had known. The two Mechanics at the barricade, both with rifles cradled in their arms, watched the approach of Mari and the three other Mechanics with no sign of alarm. That wasn’t surprising, Mari realized, since they had undoubtedly been told to watch for one or two, not four. “You’ve got new orders,” Mari called out as she reached the barricade. “We’ll take this post. You’re to report back to the Guild Hall.”
The older Mechanic, a woman with a hard face, held out her hand. “You know the rules for this operation. All orders in writing.”
Alli called out a greeting, her voice thick with sarcasm. “Senior Mechanic Larissa. Just my luck that I’d see you tonight.”
The Senior Mechanic glared at Alli. “What are you doing here? I told you that one more screw-up and you’d be—”
“Excuse me,” Mari interrupted, cued by Alli that this Senior Mechanic needed to be dealt with, not negotiated with. “I’ve got your orders right here.” She reached casually into her jacket, then drew her pistol with one smooth motion, leveling the barrel a hand’s-width from the woman’s nose. “Any questions?”
Senior Mechanic Larissa was still gaping at Mari when Alli, Mechanic Dav and Bev rushed in to seize the rifles and pistols that she and the other Mechanic at the barricade were carrying. “Tie them up,” Mari ordered, then turned to point at the unit of Altis city guard members who were watching the scene with confusion. “This operation has been canceled by order of the Guild Master. Return to your normal duties.”
The city guard members shuffled their feet, looking uncertain. Then their leader spoke hesitantly. “Our orders are from the city, Lady Mechanic. We can’t leave unless they tell us.”
The older female Mechanic had finally found her voice. “It’s them, you fools!” A moment later Alli stuffed a gag in her mouth.
“Them?” The city guard’s leader hefted his short sword. “You mean—?”
Mari brought her pistol up to aim at him, her arm fully extended, then lowered it again as she decided that a threat wasn’t the right approach. “You don’t want to do that. We intend no harm to anyone here. We’re on your side, and we’re leaving this city to prevent the Guild from doing any more damage. Please don’t get in the way.”
The guard leader hesitated again.
Alain came to stand beside Mari, wearing his Mage robes now. “Do you need assistance, Lady Mari?” he asked her.
The militia and their leader gaped at Alain, then at Mari. “A Mechanic with a Mage?” the leader said in strained tones. He looked closely at Mari. “Young. Dark hair. Are you the daughter? Is this your Mage?”
Mari realized at that moment that this was the first time she would be making such a declaration in public, and found herself reluctant to say the words. “I am Lady Master Mechanic Mari.”
“But are you… ?”
“I am the daughter,” Mari said, feeling as if she had just stepped off the edge of a high cliff.
“No wonder the Guild wants us to believe that you are a danger!” the unit leader cried, beginning to sheath his sword. But then he paused and looked at the bound Mechanics, the sword poised in his hand.
“No!” Mari ordered, and all of the common soldiers straightened to attention to listen to her. “Not here, not now, and I will not ever have mass killing or revenge killing of anyone!” She swung an arm back to indicate Alli, Dav and Bev. “Some Mechanics are my friends and allies. You can’t tell which are which. Just as important, right now the Mechanics Guild has a heavily armed unit of assassins here, hunting me. They are causing a lot of the destruction, and if they turn their guns on the people of this city there is no telling how many would die. You must hold back a little longer, wait for me to build up strength. You’ll hear of it, I promise you. You must keep control, maintain order among yourselves, and protect your people and your homes. When the time is right, the Great Guilds will be overthrown and all will be free to rule themselves.”
She wondered where that speech had come from, the words appearing in her mind as if from deep inside her. But Mari saw the effect those words had on the commons, and was grateful for whatever inspiration had provided them.
The leader of the militia saluted. “Yes, Lady Mari. What are your wishes now?”
“Go and tell the leaders of Altis what is really happening, and of my wishes in the matter. A new day will come for this world, but you must wait for your own protection and not act against the Great Guilds tonight. I deeply regret the damage done here by the Mechanics Guild’s attempts to kill me, but I am going now and the wrath of my former Guild will follow me.”
The leader saluted again, then turned to his militia unit. “You heard Lady Mari! Let’s go!” The militia raced off into the night, every common waving at or saluting Mari as they left.