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The descent down...

Memories that he had long thought suppressed come unbidden again, as he floats within the life sustaining fluids of his pod.. Perhaps it was due to the frequent consciousness jumps that he makes between his clones. Maybe it was just the lack of cybernetic circuitry within this clone..

Or perhaps it was the "simpler" sensory input that he is fed from this ship.. This ship that he took was hardly in the forefront of current technology. But for a various reasons, it has a fearsome reputation.. There was a powerful simplicity to the exposed structures and engine mounts of the Rifter that was open for all to see.. Even as his own inner nature was not, to others, as well at times, to himself.

His superiors back in the Federal Navy would have a lot to say about his choice of a ship.

He doesn't know why he came here on his own now. After all, he is used to following orders about what to do and what not to .. The recent denouncement and subsequent expulsion of his Corp from the militia did not sit well with him. For all the accomplishments and battles won, sometimes all it takes is the whim of some bureaucrat to render all of that null and void.

The reverie was broken as the ship shudders when it drops out of the warp tunnel and into the Caldari complex. Two ships appear on within the overview as the camera drones register their types. A Kestrel and a Thrasher. Of the two, the Thrasher would cause him trouble, if not destroy him outright.. However, for some reason, the destroyer just warped away. Leaving only the Kestrel behind..

..and of course, the Caldari Military ships that guard this complex.

The moment is here. His ship streaks towards the target and the locking cycle begins to start. The ship seems to pulse with its own excitement, sensing perhaps the destruction that is to come. It does get difficult to split the two sometimes, hard in knowing where the human part ends and where the machine begins.

Thus, the dance begins. A scram snakes out and locks onto the target while the simplistic autocannon's start spewing their barrage ammo. The ship shudders as the other Caldari military ships start firing back with missiles and railguns. But he is fast, as long as the speed is maintained and the Kestrel is corralled within his gun's range, he should be safe.

A warning signal flashes up briefly as the scram loses lock. A curse registers in his mind as he re-aligns the ship again, for the haste he has shown to throw off the targeting systems of the Caldari has made him lose track of his quarry. But no matter. The Kestrel remained. Foolhardy or just the blind faith on the Caldari military's capability?

Whatever it was, the frigate blossomed into a fireball. The shudder of the Rifter's structure starts to get more pronounced as the damage from the other Caldari ship finally gets through the shields and into armour. He then re-aligns outwards and warps off. The loot didn't matter, after all. That wasn't the point.

For the first time in many years. He smiled. Perhaps this new turn of events weren't so bad after all..

2008.12.21 14:53:00

Alliance: NONE
Faction: Caldari State
Destroyed: Kestrel
System: Nennamaila
Security: 0.3
Damage Taken: 2241

Involved parties:

Name: He (laid the final blow)
Security: 3.0
Alliance: NONE
Faction: NONE
Ship: Rifter
Weapon: 150mm Light AutoCannon II
Damage Done: 2241

Destroyed items:

Local Power Plant Manager: Diagnostic System I
Bloodclaw Light Missile, Qty: 33
Damage Control I
Bloodclaw Light Missile, Qty: 440 (Cargo)
Small Shield Booster I
'Malkuth' Standard Missile Launcher I
Standard Missile Launcher I, Qty: 2

Dropped items:

Bloodclaw Light Missile, Qty: 103
Heat Dissipation Amplifier I
'Malkuth' Standard Missile Launcher I
Magnetic Scattering Amplifier I

Cleared for publication by: Ander