[b]Aboard the SSN red October[/b] Major volkov and his men celebrated their victory and his promotion. He drank his shot of vodka and caught the major's rank with his teeth. He gently laid it on his dress uniform epaulettes. Had he let either fall he would have had to start over. They celebrated with more alcohol. The next day the major was nursing his hangover. The seventh fleet had standing orders to patrol the sector, one of the many people they were looking for was a quarian. He felt bad, this was clearly someone high up misusing power to settle some imagined slight. Had the man been here the major would have set him straight. The men of Volga tended to get away with such, as their loyalty and pride defined the fed. He debated letting the poor woman be, but she was likely the only person who could testify against said higher up. So in a way he would be following orders, but the outcome would be slightly different, the cell would be for a man not a woman. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]