*Bridge of the Wake*
*Arecaibo Docking Platform*
*Finn paces grimly*
Right.
I'm bloody well fit ter be tied, I is. *leans in close, a vein on his forehead pulses*
Today the .:j:.Dropkick, piloted by me lad, Murphy (who is in medbay here recovering from vacuum-burn), met in Omega-5 with the good Cap'm .:j:.Pullo, and an Indie Junker tagged ShowNoMercy, for the execution of this bounty on Roger.Claymore.
After offerin' the rotter a chance ter repent, and bein' greeted wif naught but rudeness an' dull wit, the three Recyclers engaged 'im in the minefields o' Ronnenburg.
Th' ShowNoMercy, after some impressive pilotin', was th' first down, and Murph was able to tractor in the pilot's pod as 'e swept around fer a stoop.
As th' pirate Claymore engaged Murphy in earnest, 'e was joined by another vessel, tagged Neo-Viking|Ahr, who also angaged us, and the .:j:.Dropkick was breached. Murph's pod were slow ter seal an' 'e suffered decompression wounds.
In a valiant attempt at saved honor, tha' crazy .:j:.Titus.Pullo swung through an' engaged both pirate pilots loike a ruttin' madman. As fate would 'ave it, 'e also was ripped open, an' my sincerest apologies to me good friend Lucius Vorenus for th' loss o' his hardware. Hopefully 'e got 'is pilot back safely, I've 'eard nuffin' from 'im - an' sometimes no news is good news, aye?
*rubs knuckles*
So'z Oi'm bloody ticked off. I want this puke in bleedin' chains!
E's taken down now, that we know of, two Congress vessels and two indie Junkers what were clearly under th' protection o' Congress. *glares*
Soon's Murph's able to move, Oi'll be movin me assets inta yon area. I'll nae rest till this 'un's a bloody pulp oozin' life at me feet. Or workin' th' fields on Malta...
Either'll do nicely.