Crown and Coin

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Fortuntus checked his watch. 17:50. Hmmm, he thought, time to leave the shadows behind. He stepped out of his hiding place and quickly moved to the entrance of the Crown and Coin. He wasnt quite sure how hed managed to avoid the admiralty goons that were looking for him, but he had. Now it was time to say goodbye to an old friend. He pushed open the doors and stopped in disbelief. The place was heaving. Hed never seen so many of the Queens forces in one place before. He turned to the doorman.

Henry, lock the doors. No-one, and I mean no-one, other than the Queens men get access tonight. Ok?

Henry smiled, and nodded, turning to close the doors to the pub. Fortunatus pushed his way to the bar and ordered a large shot of the finest malt on offer. He took a deep breath, and then climbed up onto the polished mahogany.

Ladies and gentlemen! he roared. Officers and recruits and engineers and friends! Tonight we say farewell to one of our best. Sadly we cannot commit his remains to the stars as he is already there. Instead we shall bury ourselves with alcohol! Remember Isaac Brock, and drink with me until we can remember no more! To Isaac! May he rest in peace! He raised his glass and drained the contents, as the rest of the pub followed suit.

To Isaac! they roared, and the floor shook at the sound.

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