<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000"> Raphael Leithausser </span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FF0000"> 'Geek' </span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/734f27ef-4950-4414-8d5e-a6e5aee4eaff_zpsf8ae4622.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Geek was happy when she took his hand, but when the sudden movement made her stop for a second he wondered, if she really was all right. Probably she had lied to him to spare herself of more drugs. Well, that was silly of course, but if she wanted it to have it this way then be it. He put the key in the lock and opened the door, but he stopped when she asked him about the Captain. He closed the door again, enjoying the privacy of the separate room.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Well, it is a matter of rank. The Captain is not the highest in rank in the crew. Tom, the pilot is Major and that is one rank higher than Captain in our forces. I am Lieutenant which is one step lower than Captain and the blond guy is Staff Sergeant, which is again lower than my rank. But in principle it is not so important who is the highest in rank. It would be, if we would be still on earth. But here in Getalia, well, I guess our ranks mean nothing anymore. But Tom seems to be the most seasoned, so his lead his well taken by the other ones. But I guess the entire group will develop some own dynamics soon and ranks will become obsolete."</span><br/><br/>He hoped that she understood the logic behind their ranks. As he had heared from Gleywine the structure in their forces was totally different, based on birthright, not on age and experience.</div>