Fair enough. Don't be disappointed when all the pigeons won't hold still. I play open and left Saturday arriving Omega Mining Sunday night. Proper op sec states the best way to slip a punch is to not be there.
It's a big galaxy commander, and if want to kill a pigeon you gotta find it first. Now I'm sitting in Omega station. When will I leave and where will I go? Not with the herd you may count on that. You've got 4000 jumps ahead of you if you can stand it. 4000 chances to kill a ghost called Paladin if you can just lay your hands on it. After Colonia you are on my turf, in my playground. I don't need guns, and won't bother killing you. I'll just leave you alone with the tedium of the deep till the space madness takes hold. Meanwhile I'll wrap the black about me like a cloak. I'm in my element. You are not.
Son, until you've ground out enough materials to god-roll the entire module suite on a fleet of combat vessels, you haven't the foggiest notion of what real "tedium" is. Thas royt, I'm 100% old school, and after scouring the universe's black hole for tens of thousands of g4 & g5 materials only to watch the fu#$ing roulette wheel spin them all into negative values with cold tears of shame and self loathing running down my face, chasing you down to Beagle Point and sending you back to the rebuy screen is going to be a walk in the park. You think you can out run me, rabbit? Just ask the tortoise how that little story goes. You think you can hide from me? Really? Buddy, I'm the boogyman, and when you slip into your dark little hidy hole snickering to yourself about how clever you are, I'll be right there behind you, smiling in the shadows.
See you in the black, CMDR.