Leon was in a rather poor mood, having just lost his favorite Cougar in an attempt to remove several Sirian capital ships from the orbit of Nevers. While he had survived relatively unscathed, the defeat at the hands of a Sirian, despite it being a Battleship, was more than frustrating.
Deciding to get a drink to cool his temper, he had wandered into the Cafe. His sour mood dipped into an even deeper feeling of extreme anger upon seeing Brigadier Perrot at the Directeur's table. Endlessly he had worked, and with no hint of appreciation aside from the minuscule paycheck he received, and here was Simon, no doubt discussing the restoration of his previous rank.
Leon despised Perrot with a passion, and here he was again, taking something the furious officer knew he himself deserved. He approached the bartender, and ordered three glasses of vintage 685 A.G.S. high quality wine, and a glass of coffee prepared to the Directuer's standard specifications. He hastily drank the first wine glass.
Brigadier Chevalier began to collect the mucus from his lower throat, slowly gathering it towards the top of his mouth, and ejected it from his mouth. Its destination was the second glass of wine, and it made several drops of the liquid jump out of the glass and onto the bar counter. He grabbed a spoon, and stirred the wine glass until the mucus was no longer visible.
Putting a false smile on his face, he set the mucus-wine in front of Perrot, the other glass in front of the Commisare, and the coffee in front of the Directeur, merely said "A gift, for you mes amis." and walked out.
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