*Neville walks into the bar, finding himself in a room with all kinds and types sitting, standing and lying about. The smell of strong alchoholic beverages creeps into his nose. He hesitates for a moment, then assures himself nothing bad will happen to him. He makes his way to the bartender*
I'll have a double... Perhaps you could help me with something? I'm looking for the Coal..''
''Piss off you! Little whimp, look at you shiver!''
*Neville frowns on the rude welcome from the bartender. He grabs his drink and sits himself somewhere at the edge of the room. He overlooks the crowd as he rethinks his plans. Is this really worth leaving the company for..? He mumbles in himself..*
''The Coalition...''
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