Ghosts of Our Past - An Escaped Slave's Trek
Ghost of our Past doesn't actually start until later, but I thought I'd post a few of my logs as a lead up to it.
Captain's Log - December 30 3301: A Slave's Revenge
His name was Reck. A pretty prominent member of a slaver group operating from Eravate, and the leader of the raiding party that had me captured seven years ago. They have many clients around the Bubble. That scumbag and his raiding party took away three years of my life, and ruined the lives of many other people. When I realized how close Kremainn is to Eravate, I decided to pay a visit and see if I could track down my former captor. It was about time to make him pay for his crimes.
For this task I took Slice of Life, my Imperial Courier. The small, nimble ship is perfect for the task of hunting him down. I had it fit with an FSD Interdictor and I made my way to Eravate.
The feeling of dread surged over me as I dropped out of Hyperspace. I hate this place. All I could think of was the dark, dank environment I worked in. But I kept my focus. This man had to be made accountable.
About four hours passed as I patrolled the system, when a blip appeared on my sensors - a Keelback.
"Snap! That's him," I barked. He was in a wing with an Eagle and a Viper. I fired up the Interdictor. He put up a bit of a fight but I dropped him out of supercruise.
"What the hell do you want? I am a busy man and I don't have time for this," He yelled over the comms.
"Hello, Reck. Remember me?"
"Can't say I do Lad, but I don't like your tone. You better back off. My escort won't be far off."
"Remember that liner you hit on the way to Nortes? The people you murdered? The lives you ruined? I'm the one that got away with your Cobra."
"Well I'll be damned! You still owe us a Cobra you cheeky sod. You cost us a lot of money on lost productivity."
Seconds later his wingmen dropped out and deployed hardpoints. "Shall we dispose of the trash sir?"
"Don't leave until that Courier is nothing more than smoldering metal!"
This was the moment where Slice of Life proved her worth. I made quick work of the Eagle and turned attention to the viper, ripping the shields with the pulse lasers and tearing through the hull with the cannon. I heard the pilot's last words over the comms. "Come on, hold together! Come on! Shiii-"
I then took aim at the Keelback, bringing down its shields.
"Frameshift charge detected."
"Oh no you don't!"
I targeted his engines and crippled them with cannon fire. His ship drifted off in a straight line. I brought Slice of Life in front of the Keelback, turned flight assist off and lined my canopy right where Reck could see me, and drifted in front of him.
"What do you want from me, you slave scum?"
"I want you to take one last good look at me before I finish the job. LOOK AT ME SCUMBAG!"
"To hell with you!"
Two cannon rounds were fired into the canopy, shattering it, and I left the ruined Keelback to drift into the void.
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Captain's Log - January 02 3302: Eerie Suspicions
I'm going to keep this brief.
I've been seeing this shifty character as I roam around Wohler Terminal. Every time I glance in their direction, I see them hiding behind a corner. Someone is following me. I don't know who or why, but I suspect they may be related to, or work for Reck. He was a prominent member of his faction, and I am pretty sure they have put a price on my head. I first noticed him when I was doing some work on White Perl. I was cleaning the cockpit area when I noticed someone standing by the door way to the hangar. I'm going to lay low, perhaps pay a visit to Eravate tomorrow and check their local bulletins. I will see if they follow me out of the station.
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Captain's Log - January 03 3302: A Wanted Man
I decided to take a trip to Eravate today. That stranger is still on my tail. As I expected, I was followed out of the hangar as I flew out of the mailslot at Wohler Terminal. Figured I'd detour through a near by system to try and throw them off. It seemed to work. They'll have to scan my high-wakes which will give me a head start.
I docked at Russell Ring and visited the bar. The place was fairly seedy and filled with the type of people you'd expect to see in an old Earth country western movie. I didn't stop for a drink though. That's not why I was there. I went to check the bounty board to see if my name appeared. There is a lot of people on the board so it took me a while, but lo and behold, there I was. 150,000 Cr, with 20% extra if I am brought in alive.
That was all I needed to know, so I made my way back to White Pearl to prep her for take off. I got to the docking pad and someone was there, waiting for me. A tall guy with no hair, long black trench coat and a large scar on his face. I recognized the trench coat. The one who's been following me.
"So you're the one they're looking for, the one who murdered Reck. He owed me a bit of money, but it looks like I'll be collecting that by bringing you in won't I? It's not as much but the 20% bonus will make up for it."
He had a deep, raspy voice.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Get away from my ship, I have places to be," I said as I reached for my sidearm.
"Your photo is on the bulletin board mate! Do you think I am an idiot? You're that slave that got away. You thought you could just come back and kill Reck and have nobody notice? Yeah! A lot of people know about you. Bold move, stealing a ship like that. You're the only one who attempted to flee and actually got away."
"Step away from my ship! I'm warning you, I'll shoot you if I have to."
He pointed a gun to me.
"Is that right? Drop your gun on the ground! Don't even think about drawing it! You come quietly and I'll let you live."
"I'd rather be dead than return to that s**t hole!"
I drew my gun quickly and fired a couple of shots at him, missing. He fired back several times, stopping to reload. I made a break for my ship as he fired off more shots. I took cover behind a crate to catch my breath. There was no way I'll be able to get to my ship with him still around.
"You going to just hide back there and hope I go away? I'm getting my bounty, son. If I have to forgo the 20% bonus, then so be it. Come out you coward!"
I jumped up and emptied my clip, aiming in his general direction. He took three shots, two to the chest and one to the right leg. He went down hard and blood started to pool around him. I heard an alarm sound.
"Security to docking pad 17! Security to docking pad 17!"
I sprinted into White Pearl, and fired up the engines.
"Come on damn it!"
I lifted off the pad carefully and aligned myself to the mailslot. I jammed the throttle to full, put four pips to the engines and boosted out.
"This is Russell Ring security! Cut your engines and prepare to be boarded! We have reports of gun fire from your docking pad. We're taking you in for questioning."
"You'll have to catch me first!" I yelled, boosting as quick as the capacitor will allow.
I checked my navigation console for near by stars. I couldn't go straight to Kremainn. I have to lead them around a bit. I set course for a star labelled Alrai Sector KH-V B2-5 and charged up the frameshift drive.
"Security, scramble fighters and intercept that Clipper! Don't let him get away!"
"You're too late!" I smirked, as the charged completed and the countdown began. "Punch it!"
I docked back at Wohler Terminal. I doubt I was followed as I travelled through about ten star systems. They'll have to scan quite a few high-wake signatures. I need a drink.
After that I think I will head back to Cubeo for a while and keep my head down.
Ghost of our Past doesn't actually start until later, but I thought I'd post a few of my logs as a lead up to it.
Captain's Log - December 30 3301: A Slave's Revenge
His name was Reck. A pretty prominent member of a slaver group operating from Eravate, and the leader of the raiding party that had me captured seven years ago. They have many clients around the Bubble. That scumbag and his raiding party took away three years of my life, and ruined the lives of many other people. When I realized how close Kremainn is to Eravate, I decided to pay a visit and see if I could track down my former captor. It was about time to make him pay for his crimes.
For this task I took Slice of Life, my Imperial Courier. The small, nimble ship is perfect for the task of hunting him down. I had it fit with an FSD Interdictor and I made my way to Eravate.
The feeling of dread surged over me as I dropped out of Hyperspace. I hate this place. All I could think of was the dark, dank environment I worked in. But I kept my focus. This man had to be made accountable.
About four hours passed as I patrolled the system, when a blip appeared on my sensors - a Keelback.
"Snap! That's him," I barked. He was in a wing with an Eagle and a Viper. I fired up the Interdictor. He put up a bit of a fight but I dropped him out of supercruise.
"What the hell do you want? I am a busy man and I don't have time for this," He yelled over the comms.
"Hello, Reck. Remember me?"
"Can't say I do Lad, but I don't like your tone. You better back off. My escort won't be far off."
"Remember that liner you hit on the way to Nortes? The people you murdered? The lives you ruined? I'm the one that got away with your Cobra."
"Well I'll be damned! You still owe us a Cobra you cheeky sod. You cost us a lot of money on lost productivity."
Seconds later his wingmen dropped out and deployed hardpoints. "Shall we dispose of the trash sir?"
"Don't leave until that Courier is nothing more than smoldering metal!"
This was the moment where Slice of Life proved her worth. I made quick work of the Eagle and turned attention to the viper, ripping the shields with the pulse lasers and tearing through the hull with the cannon. I heard the pilot's last words over the comms. "Come on, hold together! Come on! Shiii-"
I then took aim at the Keelback, bringing down its shields.
"Frameshift charge detected."
"Oh no you don't!"
I targeted his engines and crippled them with cannon fire. His ship drifted off in a straight line. I brought Slice of Life in front of the Keelback, turned flight assist off and lined my canopy right where Reck could see me, and drifted in front of him.
"What do you want from me, you slave scum?"
"I want you to take one last good look at me before I finish the job. LOOK AT ME SCUMBAG!"
"To hell with you!"
Two cannon rounds were fired into the canopy, shattering it, and I left the ruined Keelback to drift into the void.
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Captain's Log - January 02 3302: Eerie Suspicions
I'm going to keep this brief.
I've been seeing this shifty character as I roam around Wohler Terminal. Every time I glance in their direction, I see them hiding behind a corner. Someone is following me. I don't know who or why, but I suspect they may be related to, or work for Reck. He was a prominent member of his faction, and I am pretty sure they have put a price on my head. I first noticed him when I was doing some work on White Perl. I was cleaning the cockpit area when I noticed someone standing by the door way to the hangar. I'm going to lay low, perhaps pay a visit to Eravate tomorrow and check their local bulletins. I will see if they follow me out of the station.
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Captain's Log - January 03 3302: A Wanted Man
I decided to take a trip to Eravate today. That stranger is still on my tail. As I expected, I was followed out of the hangar as I flew out of the mailslot at Wohler Terminal. Figured I'd detour through a near by system to try and throw them off. It seemed to work. They'll have to scan my high-wakes which will give me a head start.
I docked at Russell Ring and visited the bar. The place was fairly seedy and filled with the type of people you'd expect to see in an old Earth country western movie. I didn't stop for a drink though. That's not why I was there. I went to check the bounty board to see if my name appeared. There is a lot of people on the board so it took me a while, but lo and behold, there I was. 150,000 Cr, with 20% extra if I am brought in alive.
That was all I needed to know, so I made my way back to White Pearl to prep her for take off. I got to the docking pad and someone was there, waiting for me. A tall guy with no hair, long black trench coat and a large scar on his face. I recognized the trench coat. The one who's been following me.
"So you're the one they're looking for, the one who murdered Reck. He owed me a bit of money, but it looks like I'll be collecting that by bringing you in won't I? It's not as much but the 20% bonus will make up for it."
He had a deep, raspy voice.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Get away from my ship, I have places to be," I said as I reached for my sidearm.
"Your photo is on the bulletin board mate! Do you think I am an idiot? You're that slave that got away. You thought you could just come back and kill Reck and have nobody notice? Yeah! A lot of people know about you. Bold move, stealing a ship like that. You're the only one who attempted to flee and actually got away."
"Step away from my ship! I'm warning you, I'll shoot you if I have to."
He pointed a gun to me.
"Is that right? Drop your gun on the ground! Don't even think about drawing it! You come quietly and I'll let you live."
"I'd rather be dead than return to that s**t hole!"
I drew my gun quickly and fired a couple of shots at him, missing. He fired back several times, stopping to reload. I made a break for my ship as he fired off more shots. I took cover behind a crate to catch my breath. There was no way I'll be able to get to my ship with him still around.
"You going to just hide back there and hope I go away? I'm getting my bounty, son. If I have to forgo the 20% bonus, then so be it. Come out you coward!"
I jumped up and emptied my clip, aiming in his general direction. He took three shots, two to the chest and one to the right leg. He went down hard and blood started to pool around him. I heard an alarm sound.
"Security to docking pad 17! Security to docking pad 17!"
I sprinted into White Pearl, and fired up the engines.
"Come on damn it!"
I lifted off the pad carefully and aligned myself to the mailslot. I jammed the throttle to full, put four pips to the engines and boosted out.
"This is Russell Ring security! Cut your engines and prepare to be boarded! We have reports of gun fire from your docking pad. We're taking you in for questioning."
"You'll have to catch me first!" I yelled, boosting as quick as the capacitor will allow.
I checked my navigation console for near by stars. I couldn't go straight to Kremainn. I have to lead them around a bit. I set course for a star labelled Alrai Sector KH-V B2-5 and charged up the frameshift drive.
"Security, scramble fighters and intercept that Clipper! Don't let him get away!"
"You're too late!" I smirked, as the charged completed and the countdown began. "Punch it!"
I docked back at Wohler Terminal. I doubt I was followed as I travelled through about ten star systems. They'll have to scan quite a few high-wake signatures. I need a drink.
After that I think I will head back to Cubeo for a while and keep my head down.
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