On the Fifth of June, 826 AS, a good man was taken from this mortal plane. He brought me goods I needed, and I grew fond of him despite his off-topic chatter. I lost him to a group of Liberty warships around the area of the New York Jump Hole in Texas. That's the date and location. The timeframe is unknown, however, I suspect it to have been around 16:00 Universal time due to past experiences with him. My goal as of current is to hunt down and capture the Indianapolis. I am a lover of irony, and destroying those self-obsessed scum with their own toys would be the most entertainment I'd seen in a long time.
I regret few things, but debts left unpayed, and deeds left unreturned are among them. Hopefully the great Gods of these stars look with favor upon this trial.
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How to hunt your prey: an informational, by Romulus. First step, gather your weaponry. In this particular case, Bomber class fighters. Second step, Locate your target's preferred locations. This being a Libertonian Vessel, the easy assumption is Liberty. Third step, locate your target itself. On this, I have contacted the Lane Hackers. They were the big name when I got off Pittsburgh, so they're bound to know something. Fourth step, Execute. Hopefully with the same ruthlessness he executes others. This is a predators world, after all. It would be a shame to not bite into the flesh of the dog the same way that the dog bites into the rabbits flesh.
Ahh, Irony leaves a wonderful taste in the mouth, even before you've had it.
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