A quiet celebration.

[rainth345]

"Iron Heart eh??", he shrugged and nods to acknowledge Teerin's greeting... not caring to entertain Clark's teasing. It was a time for relaxation.
"I brought something better.", Remus grinned, pulling out a classic Gallic champagne. He motions for the bartender "3 glasses please.", and in a swift motion, the bartender scoops 3 glasses from under the table and hands them towards Remus and Co.

He immediately pours the Gallic champagne into the 3 glasses, "A toast, gents! To a successful surgery and to life!" He raises his glass in celebration. Suddenly the music starts, *Hmm... Mehndi's got taste....*, the quick disappearance of several peers at the bar alarmed Remus. A short glance towards the area vacated by the other navy officers told him the answer. *Huh... even the Admiral's here...* His eyes followed the Fleet Admiral as he avoided the mass of people headed for the dance floor towards the corner where the two purpled-hair women were situated.

He nudged Clark, "Hey Clark, FA's here.", tilting his head towards the previously mentioned area.

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