Well, the damage wasn't as bad as I first thought, mostly outer armor plating buckled warped or missing, and a few structural components pitted and damaged, but the techs here in the fort hooked up nanite packs to those, and used the heavy equipment I only wish I had to replace the outer plating. As to the comm array, well, it didn't get vaped, the antenna just got sheared off its housing when I hit the bay, must have clipped the door on the way in. Had a spare antenna in the crate of parts i picked up in bretonia the other day, so it was a quick job to fix it.
Ship looks like hell, and needs a new paintjob somethin fierce, but she flies good as she did before, and just in time too.
Got word of a bounty out on someone tagged "livid", seems he assaulted an SA pilot... go figure, he was around after the fight...
Spoke up along with the captain of the Lapsed pacifist, sayin we'd take it for two mil apiece, but as usual, the G-man cheaped out and would only offer 1.5 total. The pacifist backed out, but i needed some more scratch to get back up to my previous tally, so I said I'd take it. That and I was still pissed about not being able to fight earlier, and I wanted some blood.
Intel says the bastard was in an Orca, a guild ship, and was smuggling nomad's. Once I was all stocked up I headed out on his trail, but a snafu at the hamburg gate in Bering cost me the race... some idiot smalltime hauler tried to jump the gate infront of an ALG Train... it didn't end well.
I tried to make up for lost time, but just could never quite catch up, so, instead here I am... looking at the hellishly bloated shape of a red giant, surrounded by asteroid rings that used to be its planets... I'm a ridiculously over prepared tourist.
This is one of the things I signed up to fly for. Raw power and hellish beauty all smashed into a seething ball of fusion fire.
Of course, the wrecks of nearby ships that had troubles, or met with a half molten 'roid, or whose pilots had faulty shielding and cooked at the controls, yielded some interesting souveneirs. And hey, the rocks here are rich with Diamonds.
Priceless.
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.Cowboy : Back to being a bounty hunter due to Liberty politics, Flies a manta.
Gyrfalcon: The bounty hunting Bretonian corvette. At least, it will be if approved, Flown by "Cowboy" also.
LNS-Patriot : The little gunboat that could.... and then someday will be a beautiful LABC.
Freebyrd.II : insane trader/geneticist who has a whole hydro lab in his ship, he designs and grows his OWN.
Sky.High.Marin : Corsair praetorian pilot, with a love for fuzzy dice.
Kane.Taggart : Mad scientist in a hacker gunship being a buccaneer of the spacelanes.
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