Unless… it looks like… we're stealing your priceless Lassiter, 'cause… that's what we're doing. Don't ask me about the gun, though, 'cause that's new.
Malcolm Reynolds - Firefly
Malcolm Reynolds - Firefly
I jumped into Eifer with a bit of wonder. The man had said it would be a good place to start. Maybe it was a trap. I monitored the public coms to see a ransom demand going on immediately upon entry. I figured I could catch them with their pants down and maybe score a kill or two. I checked the first belt. Nothing. The second, nothing. Third nothing. The timer was running out for the little pod. He wants a million in bounty. I send .1 isk in hopes of delaying him a moment more and pop into the fourth asteroid belt. His ship lights up on my overview and I lock target. He starts talking about blobs coming in local and runs. No kill but a full shipwreck from his target. I kick my microwarp drive on and steal the loot. Aha, a Beta Reactor Control Shield Power Relay. 3 million easy. I warp to deep space and wait. So far it's a good day.
I grew up dreaming of joining the Caldari navy. The battles, the excitement, the money. You know what I learned on another boring patrol through Nourvukaiken? It ain't exciting. It's not fun. It's work, and it will always be work. The Caldari department of human resources said I'd be a great pilot. That I enjoy. Jacking into a pod every day and experiancing the universe first hand is great.
You know the Amarr support slavery. I guess I was the only one who was unaware of how bad it really was. I was out on patrol in Nourvukaiken when I got a call to support an Amarr trade convoy. I got there and it was pretty bad, a Gallente/Minmatar civilian fleet were carving the freighters up. I saw one of the freighters split in half and it's cargo spill out into the black. Thousands of bodies flailed for a moment and were still. I managed to take down a Reaper and a fighter drone as I approached the carnage. The enemy fleet withdrew and me and a few pilots were left to do clean up. One of the bodies slammed into my ship. The Caldari navy lost a pilot that day, but he didn't die on the outside.
I started running, I ended up in Minmatar space, Heimatar. I began to find work in Balginia. I began to find Caldari equipment on the black market and put it to use against them. I had a purpose again.
No one is incorruptable. My new masters bickered and fought amongst themselves. The Angel Cartel wouldn't have such a stranglehold on commerce in Heimatar if the Minmatar would get together and drive them out. I gave up on it. A friend of mine, Kara Mei, hacked into the regional log books and found someone else's piracy logs. Seems fun, bit of the freedom I desired. I went. Sold all of my things, loaded up 4 Kestrals and headed to my new home.
So far I've shot at a couple of ships and killed nothing. Not the most glorious start to my new life of independence and freedom, but it's something.