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Monday, March 16, 2009

I Am Not What I Am - Part 3 of 3

Now I've said too much,
I thought that I heard you laughing,
I thought that I heard you sing,
I think I thought I saw you try.
REM - Losing My Religion

Part 1
Part 2

Kere was standing next to his comm officer and watched his weapons chief fire a volley of Artillery at his enemies, "Sir," The comm officer began, "The Slicers just finished off the Rupture escort. We've lost two of the Hurricane squads,"

"Just a little longer," Kere looked over the field of battle, his eyes brightening as a fleet came out of warp on his bottom flank.

Ronin started to speak first, "So sorry to crash the party ladies. Looks like we arrived in time to get in on the killing," Numerous comments came flowing through the comms as the pirates began to land.

RoninData's voice broke through, followed by silence, "Check check, Mynx, take our BC's and nail down some Arbitrators,"

"Roger that," A female voice said softly.

"We'll take on the battleship squad with everything else, Kere you focus everything you've got left on those Harbingers. Hallan, take the frigate squad and bring me back some Navy Slicer killmails,"

"Can do Ronin," Hallan added before laughing, "'Amarr Navy Slicers,' Bad infomercials called, they want their knives back,"

Kere looked at his comm officer, whose face was aghast, "You heard the man, focus on the Harbingers,"


"You know, I've half a mind to take that pretty little Fleet Tempest away from you," Ronin said over comms, "You never mentioned that half the bloody Amarr fleet would be here,"

"I appreciate your help man,"

"Yeah yeah. We'll be looting," Kere heard a click, and knew the conversation was over.

"Set a course for the nearest Republic Fleet Station," Kere said with a sigh, "I've got to bury a friend."

1 comment:

  1. Loved this whole story, and especially how you ended it. More like this, dear.