Crown and Coin

[gonta]

Serg is sitting in front of the bartender, already drunked. His faces is rather tired but sometimes he seems to be happy, especially when he tries to explain something boisterously to the bartender.

It was something like that.
- Yeah, and you know what? This guy! He was a gaian! Those hipies, yeah, they are nice guys sometimes, but mos tof them are just bloody terrorists, nothing humane. So, they were never able to bit me before! But now, ha! He blasted my ship in a few minutes, i was shocked! I said to him "Hey, boy, you're a good fighter!" And do YOU know what he had answered? "No, i'm not!" You got it? What happened during this time? Am i became a weaker fighter, or maybe those bloody pirates suddenly learned how to fight? Hey, do you wanna heard a big secret? I seems to be the worst fighter in the division! The only thing which i do good is dodging! Ha, dodging! You see? Well at least my life will be long, haha! But it's cause that bloody wound? Oh, how the hell i hate it... but now... No, our doctors are really good fellas. Sometimes i think - This is a mirracle! But well, i'm healthy again! And i can fly!

- Oh, yeah, you're right i'm rather drunk. But still... what? Oh do you know where i was two months before? They prescribed me to go to some Cambridge health resort, but, what the hell i had some money and a starflier and do you know where i went? What? Ha, no, i hate Spa-n-Cruise, i do hate Baden-Baden! But you're almost right, i had gone to Rheinland... i have a cousin there, he's working at Kruger. He recommended me one nice place, just for me. Guess what? Munich system, planet Nuremberg! *in a whisper* They have some strange substance in the air... some hallucinogen... it works like marijuana, but it's more more better... and fascinating.. they have some special staff, nice guys, in the gas mask, special outfit, etc. They kinda looking for tourist not to gain some crititcal brain damage... And we lived where, there was a special city, almost like some small town in Cambridge, really. Yeah, it was thrilling! *loudly* Give me some more beer, my dear fella! Yeah, 0.5 will be enough.

- And you know, about this bloody politics... i don't like to talk about rumours.. Hell no, i do like rumours! But don't you noticed one strange moment here?

Serg stood up, slightly swinging and loudly gave a shout:
- Hey, Ensign! Ensign, come up to me!

Nobody reacted. Serg turned to the bartender.
You see? There is no any ensigns here. Some lieutenants, only. And some commodores and captains can visit this place.. You got it? There is no any nice lads here to chat with! And what i'll also say to you... yeah, i'm not some public speaker, i'm not a good speaker at all. But what i wann say.. our politics are great! Our Queen is magnificent! Our Admirals are.. cool, huh. You know i like this guy, Andrew Stuart he seems to be the most genious man here. Everything is good here, except of... realisation. We have everything. But that's not enough! We should get more! Well, yeah, my friend, i must go i should leave you? Wha~? Oh, yeah, good luck to you too. Goodbye!

And he left.
Nothing special, though. You can meet this man here anytime .