At Fontana's

[Groshyr]

The man, dressed in a flight costume with a coloring that could be barely recognized and an helmet attached on his belt, from a first glance could appear to be a junker. Nevertheless, his bushy beard and hair were clean and but a few almost invisible scars cross his face near dark eyebrows.

"Hail, Cobra. Good to see a person that is not willing to waste time." said Zakaryan, coming closer to the man hiding his name under alias Cobra and head under the helmet. The fighter Cobra was sitting at looked elegant enough and had many traditional traits of Liberty shipbuilding, both military and civil. "Although, I would prefer lesser pompousness. Name's Stepan, Stepan Zakaryan, even if already introduced."

"I will be short with you, Cobra." he said with a light smile, "You know, I told already that I am but a soldier, far from politics and serving the people I sworn to protect: population of Veracruz, former Guadalajara. So say me, why the future we want to see, each on their own image, is seems so impossible to be reached for me now?"