The Lane Hackers | Recruitment

[firesilver]

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"People know me as "Firesilver" - AKA - Dave Stone. Before I Started employment at Ageria Technologies several years ago I worked alone, mining in a debris field in Colorado, where I had managed to get a deal with the local rogues by selling them various ores and giving them "tax", Eventually there wasn't much business left there, so I sold my barge, and started looking for a career.

I was hired for contracting with some faulty mechanisms in the Keplar system, they kept having reports of them not activating and sometimes not even working at all. My first experiances with the Lane Hackers began on that contract job whilst checking out a strange problem with one of the main 'lanes through the system. I turned up in a small freighter loaded with equipment, provided by the company, ofcourse, think I'd risk my own stuff? Heh.

Upon inspecting the gate there was several burn marks, debris and small parts missing, I checked the scanner, only rocks, I assumed that it was just a asteroid collission with the lane, This wasn't uncommon. As I started to diagnose the problem, 'started getting some fast moving objects on my scanner, needless to say, I started up the cruise engines and headed to the next working tradelane, assuming that these were some high speed asteroids that had come out of orbit, which would do the same to me as it did the jumpgate. But as I started getting to cruise speed, I got a comm message from an unidentified craft.

"Remove yourself from this premesis unless you also wish to suffer the same fate."

"This is Ageria Technologies Black 7, Identify yourself."

The comms stayed silent for several seconds, As I approached the new lane, I saw a transport and several escorts fly over me.

The comm channel lit up once again, this time with a fainter signal.

"Incomming, Weapons primed, targets aquired, engaging."

The comms turned to static, and I had trouble working out what I had just seemingly been a part of.

I returned the office we had on a nearby base, I was met one of my previous directors upon entering.

"What happened? The gate is still showing errors Stone."

"It showed signs of impact, I assumed it was most likely cause of an asteroid, before I was able to start repairs several unidentifieds came up on the scanner, I assumed it was more asterioids, so I started to get out of there, but it turns out they were a patrol."

"A patrol? Of what?"

"I'm not sure, but they seemed pretty pissed that I was there, however."

"Well, Universal just told us they've lost contact with a transported headed through that tradelane sequence, Did you see anything?"

He stood silent for a minute, as he slowly put the pieces together from what he had saw.

"I fear they are gone sir, those ships must have had something to do with it, I can only assume the convoy was attacked."

The director turned and started walking towards the office.

As the man walked away, several employees who he worked with gave me a nod from the bar, I walked over to them and took a seat.

"Dave, we just heard what happened, you're lucky to be alive."

"why?"

"Those targets you had on your scanner; they weren't rocks, they were hackers man."

"Hackers?"

"Yeah, The lane hackers, speaking of which Dave, we're all leaving."

"Leaving? why? Where will you go then?"

"think about it Dave, highly skilled workers, low pay, barely any security whilst doing our job, do you think that's fair?"

"well, I do find it a joke, especially with the amount of money these guys make per day."

One of the guys at the table leaned over the table and whispered.

"Then come with us."

"Where? I need this job"

"Were heading out tonight to meet a hacker patrol in D4 tonight, come with us, They are made up of employees just like us, they'll be glad we showed."

I thought it over in my mind, I had grown tired of all the crap in this company, and I had wanted to get out for a while now, but this was a one time opportunity.

"Alright, I'll come."

The guys at the table smiled and nodded

"Meet me outside in your company ship at 2300 station time."

We all nodded, then went our separate ways.

Soon enough 2300 came, I undocked in my company fighter, an old starflier with some minor damage.

Ryan, my old friend in the company, was leading this small group of now-deserters.

"Form on me" Ryan said over the comms.

"Ready" we replied.

We engaged cruise engines and headed into the nebulae, we avoided any tradelanes incase ageria patrols found us.

As we entered, the scanner range was dampened to only a few hundred meters, we arrived at the meetup location.

"This the place?" one of the men said.

"Yeah, they should be here soon" Ryan replied

A few minutes went by before some white engines burning appeared through the nebula.

"Identify yourselves" the patrol said.

"This is Ryan Thorpe, I'm here with the guys I talked about."

"Ageria?"

"Yeah." Ryan replied

"Alright, follow us and stay close."

We followed them through a small passage, and eventually ended up at a small base built into an asteroid.

We docked first, then followed by the hacker pilots.

We were immediately taken into a briefing room and given a talk by one of the men in the room.

"so you've come to join us, have you?"

"Yes sir." we replied in a uniformed voice

He nodded, throwing several files on the table.

"I read your files, none of you have a security background, and risked yourselves coming here, the only thing left to check is how well you perform in the field."

We all nodded, and were told to wait until further instructions were given, and to make sure our - now stolen -ships were fit for flight.

After several patrols with other hackers as our "tests", I landed to find a man standing waiting for me on the landing deck.

"Congratulations, Dave."

I looked at him, with a stare of accomplishment.

"Thank you, Good to be a part sir."

He nodded, walking off to his office, whilst I made my way to the bar.."

Comm Link End //:>

Proof of full rep and ID.

(And Yes, I also have a starpulse turret on as requested.)

-Firesilver