*Thomas was close to fall asleep as he noticed that somebody was in the Pub*
He dude, come over here... *He was a little bit drunk so it was not clearly what he said*
Finally a new face in here, to watch at this barkeeper all the time is boring. And he is really not a cute guy.
But anyway, "barkeeper" 2 more beers for me and my new friend here"
Carl come next to me this beer is waiting for you.... Ah and tell me where you come from dude
What the freakin' hell? What made him come to Köln? Yeah, it was some drunkards in a random shabby bar who'd been jabbering about Köln being a nice place. Well, now he was here, Andrew Carter, a man who enjoyed life whenever he could and as intensely as he could, while giving a [censored] about laws and blowing the enforcer of these to dust at his own discretion.
"Eh? I was told there was a bar on this floating piece of junk. Now what's that? A poorly maintained [censored] storage depot?"He thought to himself after he had strolled into the room. "Rum." He unmistakably said with a gruff voice while smacking his massive, scarred hand on the bar table.
it was a regular day like many aboard the Maersk Symphonica,
dealing with crew exchanges siriuswide, however this weas the first time
the ship moored to Heisenberg, the crew got shore-leave,
the crew entered the bar, lots of space to sit around one of 'em said,
they took their seats at the windowed area, awaiting for the bartender
to take their order...
Well, I am a simple Employee of ALG Waste Diposal I'm here for a Researching Mission, and its the best place to Research that is so near at Wuppertal Reffinery.
But anyway now I have a empty bottle of beer again, "barkeeper, I need a new one"
*He look to his left side a Man who introduced himself, was staying next to him, Thomas thought his Name was Andrew*
Andrew, you are looking like a man who could need a talk, so what brings you to a place like this...
A rather scraggy man next to him introduced himself and attempted to have a chat with him."What? Why the frack do you think I need a talk, do I look like a desperate, lonely hermit?" This was Andrew, even if he tried hard, he did not manage to stay polite when first talking to people he didn't know. In fact, he had manners, it was just his temper who alyways gained the upper hand."Eh, fun, profit, new grounds, that's what I seek for, but I'm starting to regret I came here.."