Last night was mostly uneventful. A good number of supply vessels came to Malta, all of which were scanned by myself, RoS, or 101st pilots. Mostly fuel and engine components, but some new workers came in as well.
Then some fool named Xerxes decided to fly in. Giovanni Cordova began chasing him, and knowing how many people fly without disruptors, I followed. Eventually, Xerxes lost us in Omicron-80. Giovanni, his sister (whose name escapes me at the moment), and myself waited outside the jump hole and ambushed him when he finally came back. He did manage to flee to Tau-37, but I came out of the jump hole just in time to see a missile detonate on his ship.
I have to admit, Xerxes is very good at running away. It's like he spends his whole life doing nothing but that.
I don't have logs of the incident, but Mr. Cordova can fill you in. Reportedly, Xerxes' ship is a model commonly used to fight the spirits. There was something else, but all I really caught was the chase, the explosion, and the attempted taunts.
Who knew you could actually fail at coming up with a good taunt?
