Once I was considered a paladin, until the lust for blood overcame my lust for justice. Now, I am a freebooter, sometimes a hired gun, and always a badass.
We had just welecomed an NFG into our group, though it was one that came to us with a lot of experience. Our primary FC was off killing drones in an infestation in our home system, and seemed content to blast the mindless things for the night, so NFG and I decided to go on a two-man roam.
Our ship of choice lately has been the battlecruiser. They're cheap, insurable, and, with the right loadout, pretty damn deadly. I loaded up into my buffer-tanked Brutix, and NFG undocked in his repper-fit Brute.
As far as Concord is concerned, we're both still law-abiding citizens. It's amazing what killing a few Sansha will do for your wallet and for your standing with the local police. They turned a blind eye on our extra-curricular activities as long as we brought them a few Sansha scalps every week.
Since Concord likes us, we had no problem skirting through the high security systems on our way to a sleepy little entrance system into Amarr losec. I jumped in first to test the water.
Before I even uncloaked from the jump, I ran a scan. Several ships that I knew were parked at a local POS showed up, but, like a Christmas present, my scanner revealed that there was a Hulk within 14.3 AU. Fine tuning my scanner, I had the Hulk located at the top belt before I even uncloaked.
"Hulk in the top belt," I radioed to the NFG. I'm going in. I'll call you if I'm needed.
I set course to warp in to the zero point of the belt's position and engaged my warp drive. It was a quick 4AU warp, and I landed within 25km of the Hulk. I set course to intercept and started targeting him. As soon as the targeting was finished, I had him scrammed and webbed (like I needed to web a Hulk), and my Hammerhead II's were on their way. I told the NFG to come on in.
I engaged blasters when I was within range, and they started pounding away. Within seconds, he was into structure, and, not long after, into his pod. I probably could have grabbed the pod, too, but no matter how much you help out Concord, they generally don't like you to kill the capsuleers.
As I boated over to get the spoils of the kill, the Hulk pilot's voice came to me over the rest of the chatter of the local system comms.
"You shouldn't attack a miner. That's not cool." I could hear him sobbing as he talked.
I flipped the system to "transmit" and said, "You shouldn't mine in losec without an escort." Ooh, that struck a nerve, because he started questioning my manhood, and telling me to go brag to all my friends about how I ganked a defenseless miner.
"Hulks are fair game for me," I said, and closed communications. Not wanting to leave well enough alone, I composed a quick message to his CEO letting him know about the Hulk pilot's stupidity.
I figured a little bit of education balances out my act of high piracy. It's sort of a karma thing.