Ares sits in his seat, next to his usual drinking buddies, his most trusted lieutenants, Captain Miroslav Baranov and Commander Yuri Striatov, giving a one-sided grin at the party. He was pleased to see his boys and girls getting their well deserved recognition.
His half-sober eyes scanned across, spotting a man with, of all things, a Cardamine rebreather playing a song on the jukebox. He started, reaching for his pistol, before realising that the man was wearing Coalition uniform, and wasn't hiding the fact that he was a junky scumbag. Like everyone else, the officer was yelling "Get some!" and swilling vodka...
... of course, it was only his nature to respond like that to Cardamine in his sight, especially after recent events, what with rumours of new strains. But Doctor Gorodetsky did mention that some addicts had joined up recently, due to fear of the Outcasts and their alien buddies, or simple revolutionary sentiment.
This brought new confidence to the young man, a former Corsair, as he knocked back his beer, speaking to his closest officers...
"Si... let's get some... Kirk's command crew think they can take us..."
With that, he joined in Eugen's brawling, proceeding to punish Kirk's insubordinate deck crews in an unofficial capacity, laying several unconscious whilst en route to the bar. The Doctor, Petr Gorodetsky, would be pissed off with the extra work tonight, but he seemed rather happy to be assisting the Commodore by beating in a prone junior officer's face with a pool cue.