"You can holster the damn gun, no need for it here" Darius growled. With the fight at an end he proceeded over to the counter and ordered what vaguely reminded him of 'scotch on the rocks'. He reached into his pocket to pull out some credits to pay the barman but instead pulled out something he had long forgotten he had on his person. There in his hand was two rectangular metal cylinders. Emblazoned on them was a eagle in mid flight with amounts of currency below it. "Here gramps you can have these for your coin collection" he said to the old man and tossed him the two metal cylinders . With that he payed the barman for the drink and proceeded back to his booth.
