So there I am, chatting away to the girlfriend over the comms-link, telling her I'll be at Lave Station soon and in her warm, loving arms. I come across a fellow Commander in a Sidewinder. He pings me a message. Tells me Lavecon is coming in June. Tells me now he's now going to send me to the rebuy screen so I don't forget. Then he interdicts me. He's feisty, good with the interdiction mini-game.
"What's wrong?" the missus asks me. Nothing, as I start taking evasive action. I hit Silent Running, and that buys me time. Good, I low-wake out of there. He's fast. Real fast.
"Uh-huh" I say, balancing the phone to my ear. He's back again, "Yeah. Oh did she? And then what did you say?" I ask, pretending to be paying attention.
Meanwhile this is getting serious. He's hitting me, and I'm evading, but he's still hitting me. Hull is going down. This guy's good. Real good, I think, with the phone still plastered to my ear.
I low-wake again, but as quickly as I can select a system to high-wake to and charge the Hyperdrive, he's back on it. This Commander has smelt blood. My blood.
"You're not listening to me, are you?" she asks. "What are you doing?"
"Huh? Oh nothing, just tinkering with the system. There's a couple of things I'm trying to fix" I say as sparks shower me from the control panel. I'm down to 20% hull. Can't jump. Thrusters down. I hit boost one final time, in defiance, before an explosion tears the hull of my beloved Cobra MK3 apart.
Now, I'm annoyed. I'm Elite in Exploration, and I'm 66% in Tycoon, on the way to Elite in Trading. I never saw myself as a fighter, but I learn quick and I'm tenacious. I didn't draw first blood. You did. I'm going to get a Sidewinder. I'm going to arm it, I'm going to prepare it, and then I'm going to look for you. And the last thing you'll see is my war paint as I fly past the burning husk of your flying Ford Fiesta. And then you will know.
I have your name, I'm going to be studying your methods, and I know what you fly.
That whisper in the Black you think you hear. That's the sound of my vengeance getting closer...
"What's wrong?" the missus asks me. Nothing, as I start taking evasive action. I hit Silent Running, and that buys me time. Good, I low-wake out of there. He's fast. Real fast.
"Uh-huh" I say, balancing the phone to my ear. He's back again, "Yeah. Oh did she? And then what did you say?" I ask, pretending to be paying attention.
Meanwhile this is getting serious. He's hitting me, and I'm evading, but he's still hitting me. Hull is going down. This guy's good. Real good, I think, with the phone still plastered to my ear.
I low-wake again, but as quickly as I can select a system to high-wake to and charge the Hyperdrive, he's back on it. This Commander has smelt blood. My blood.
"You're not listening to me, are you?" she asks. "What are you doing?"
"Huh? Oh nothing, just tinkering with the system. There's a couple of things I'm trying to fix" I say as sparks shower me from the control panel. I'm down to 20% hull. Can't jump. Thrusters down. I hit boost one final time, in defiance, before an explosion tears the hull of my beloved Cobra MK3 apart.
Now, I'm annoyed. I'm Elite in Exploration, and I'm 66% in Tycoon, on the way to Elite in Trading. I never saw myself as a fighter, but I learn quick and I'm tenacious. I didn't draw first blood. You did. I'm going to get a Sidewinder. I'm going to arm it, I'm going to prepare it, and then I'm going to look for you. And the last thing you'll see is my war paint as I fly past the burning husk of your flying Ford Fiesta. And then you will know.
I have your name, I'm going to be studying your methods, and I know what you fly.
That whisper in the Black you think you hear. That's the sound of my vengeance getting closer...
ull need something abit better than a sidewinder.. hes got it hull tanked.
