Romping with Rogues is what we did, not too long ago. Dominic, Phate, and I joined forces with Eddie.Cassidy and one of his friends -- whose name is evading me, unfortunately.
The highlight of the day was our hunt for a gang of Ageira delusionaries. Truthfully, it was not so much as a hunt as a chicken-shoot although I have never seen chickens as incompetent as these. As we first came into range, they docked at Pueblo. We accosted them for some time and they smugly described their cunning plan: "We have called for backup." Sure enough, I was witness to what must be the only smoothly executed plan ever to be devised by Ageira. The backup in question took the form of a heavy fighter of some sort, Raven's Claw if I'm not mistaken.
It should be noted that I did not pay much attention to what they were flying, I was polishing my instrument panel at the time. All I know is that there was a big cube of a ship trying to hit something several hundred meters behind me. There were two smaller ships as well, one of them being the so-called backup, but one of them was vaporized too quickly to be of any consequence.
Dom and Phate had flown off by now, to take care of of some traders I believe, so I was left with our friends the Rogues to toy with the chickens. And we did. Eventually I tired, turned my Hellflurries up and poking the Raven's Claw with it. He fled in several different directions at once -- quite the feat -- as my companion Rogue sighed that I had ended the fun. He then annihilated the cube ship.
In the aftermath as we were surveying the spoils I was given quite the shock. I knew them Ageiras weren't the brightest bunch, but what I was staring at demonstrated incompetence of a magnitude I was unaware existed this side of Sirius. I tractored the parcel and flew to rejoin Dom and Phate as we prepared to streak the Liberty "authorities" eating coffee and drinking donuts around Manhattan.
The streak was successful except for the minor mishap of Dom running headfirst into a dreadnaught, he wasn't hurt and likely confused the admiral enough to collide with Manhattan -- so perhaps not much more confused than normal, I suppose.
After washing all traces of socioeconomic delusionment from it, I deposited the Armor Upgrade VIII with our logistics unit at America. I am just now getting past my amazement.
After a well deserved night's sleep, business as usual again today.
While I resumed work on my space-kitchen, Dom transfered my Bounty Hunter prisoners for interrogation. I am considering getting a self-cleaning cargo-hold, or some maintenance robot. I can't stand the stink in my hold.
Dom and I then did some pirating. We were given 700k from a Boron trader. We also took some Boron.
A bit later were forced to vaporize an ungrateful shipment of water.
After some rest I went searching for more donaters. I chased IonTichy from the California jumpgate and eventually pulled him to a stop some KMs from the Manchester jumpgate. After a curse or two he obliged and relinquished 1.5 million credits. Phate came in a gunship to oversee the transaction.
Now it is time for me to get back to my duties. Until next time, then.
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