After spending 10 years in the Federation Navy pushing lead for the political elite. The toil of the grind and watching the rich get richer while the rest survived began to take a hold. It was a constant bombardment and reminder everywhere you went, the commercials the adds, hell even my dog came with a political agenda. My wing-mate Robert had flown with me since our time in the academy. It was a normal day not much different than the last 9 years. Flying thru space, keeping the peace, escorting the hot senators daughters and wives. This day, it was different, the engines seamed louder, my head was in a foggy glaze. I remember talking to Robert thru the coms something about the the hot stewardess he was banging, when the radar picked up bogeys. Nothing new, some pirates on coms trying to shake down another transport, poor s can you imagine running from galaxy to galaxy just delivery to the rich scum day in and day out. The transport decided to be a hero, i vivdly hear the pirates warn him that if he just dropped anything they would let him go. They didn't seam greedy and in fact almost human. I could see Roberts thrusters lighting up as he sped past me, man was he alwasy in a hurry. It didn't take long the transports shield were already down by the time we reached the thee Vultures. Then one of the pirates got on the coms, he had a very calm voice. "Look we dont want any trouble, just some of the food that transport has. Just trying to feed the kids, nothing more."
By this time Robert had already started blasting, he was always the shoot first then drink a beer latter type of person. I don't know why but i hesitated, not my norm but there was something that seamed to out of place. I started shooting at one of the Vultures, but i noticed something odd. All three of the ships started firing at Robert at one time. His shields didn't last ling, I had only gotten my guys down half way. It didn't matter how much damage i did he never stopped shooting at Robert. Next thing I know his power had cycled down, for the first time in 10 years i thought i would be drinking alone. I had finally gotten my vultures shield down and started in on his hull. That's when they turned on me, i thrust til the g's were to the max. This was the adrenaline i loved. There wasn't a thought of life or death just the high and the roar of my engines. I was able to get my Vulture to Jump out leaving me with the other two. Robert and the transport were still just flatting in space. i heard the coms come back on "Look man, we just want some of the food that transport has, no lives need to be lost today" I looked down at my console, my shield were pretty much shot. I knew if i tried hard i could at least take one out. But there was something about that pirates voice, could he be really trusted? For what ever reason i opened comms and replied. "ok, yup win." I dropped my speed and came to a float. I watched as my pride sunk into my stomach. Then i saw it unfold before me, they literally only took about 1/3 of the food cargo the transport was hauling. Then as they were about to leave the voice was on coms again " Thank you for your service, no blood was shed no harm was done. Unfortunately, I have no kids but me and my mates will feast like kings. Remember the CODE....." then they was gone.
When we finally made it back after calling in some help. I remember sitting at the bar as Robert was fuming and yelling about how we should went down in a blaze of glory. Man did this Bourbon taste good, had to be the best Bourbon i have ever had in my life. No way it was legal, where did it come from? Them i remembered the pirate, i chuckled out loud. "Feast like kings" Man here he was eating like the Rich i protect every day, for what. A few credits and these stupid z-rations. "Robert, you know what would be real good? A feast for kings!!!" remember the CODE.
(This was my application thread to the CODE-at this point no clue where it will take me. I will RP from what actions happen going forward. My biggest flaw in typing is dyslexia and the inability to type well. I use this as a fun way for me to practice.)
By this time Robert had already started blasting, he was always the shoot first then drink a beer latter type of person. I don't know why but i hesitated, not my norm but there was something that seamed to out of place. I started shooting at one of the Vultures, but i noticed something odd. All three of the ships started firing at Robert at one time. His shields didn't last ling, I had only gotten my guys down half way. It didn't matter how much damage i did he never stopped shooting at Robert. Next thing I know his power had cycled down, for the first time in 10 years i thought i would be drinking alone. I had finally gotten my vultures shield down and started in on his hull. That's when they turned on me, i thrust til the g's were to the max. This was the adrenaline i loved. There wasn't a thought of life or death just the high and the roar of my engines. I was able to get my Vulture to Jump out leaving me with the other two. Robert and the transport were still just flatting in space. i heard the coms come back on "Look man, we just want some of the food that transport has, no lives need to be lost today" I looked down at my console, my shield were pretty much shot. I knew if i tried hard i could at least take one out. But there was something about that pirates voice, could he be really trusted? For what ever reason i opened comms and replied. "ok, yup win." I dropped my speed and came to a float. I watched as my pride sunk into my stomach. Then i saw it unfold before me, they literally only took about 1/3 of the food cargo the transport was hauling. Then as they were about to leave the voice was on coms again " Thank you for your service, no blood was shed no harm was done. Unfortunately, I have no kids but me and my mates will feast like kings. Remember the CODE....." then they was gone.
When we finally made it back after calling in some help. I remember sitting at the bar as Robert was fuming and yelling about how we should went down in a blaze of glory. Man did this Bourbon taste good, had to be the best Bourbon i have ever had in my life. No way it was legal, where did it come from? Them i remembered the pirate, i chuckled out loud. "Feast like kings" Man here he was eating like the Rich i protect every day, for what. A few credits and these stupid z-rations. "Robert, you know what would be real good? A feast for kings!!!" remember the CODE.
(This was my application thread to the CODE-at this point no clue where it will take me. I will RP from what actions happen going forward. My biggest flaw in typing is dyslexia and the inability to type well. I use this as a fun way for me to practice.)
