Every muscle in his body was calling to rally, to start a revolution that they needed. It was something he was working on in the Grid, reprogramming himself for. If a group just got together, and they knocked their heads together, this could work. But things just...never got to.
He wanted to do something, other than be a slave for entertainment. He itched for it.
He stayed behind in the crowd, watching most from a distance.
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Every muscle in his body was calling to rally, to start a revolution that they needed. It was something he was working on in the Grid, reprogramming himself for. If a group just got together, and they knocked their heads together, this could work. But things just...never got to.
He wanted to do something, other than be a slave for entertainment. He itched for it.
He stayed behind in the crowd, watching most from a distance.