This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

There have been a lot of wormhole connections to our HQ system recently and that always puts me on edge. Just too many unknowns to worry about. Play has been sporadic as prospects for getting kills or getting rich seem to be few and far between. But it hasn’t been a total loss. I’ve run a few anomalies during the evening and continue to whip my slaves planetside into producing goods I can sell at an ever faster rate. I’ve also been spending a lot of time staring at my skillbook library and thinking of what skills I want to train next.

I’ve decided for the time being that I’m not going to worry about anything the size of a battleship or larger. I just don’t have the time to think about how to get into a carrier at the moment, and the time it would take to train my T2 large pulse lasers is just not something I want to deal with right now. Instead I’ve been focusing on maxing out my favorite ship the Pilgrim. I spend so much time in them I figured I might as well really dedicate some time into making it the best I can. And so I set my next skill for tracking disruption V. It’s going to be a long one, but it beats Amarr battleship V (although not by much).

As I jump from ship to ship I realize a reoccurring trend. Everything in the hangar that Oz and I share in our main tower is damaged. Everything. MWDs, weapon modules, scramblers, webbers, ships themselves, the list is endless. I’m as big a fan of overheating as the next combat pilot, but come on man! Throw some repair paste in your cargo hold once in a while!

Our static has collapsed at this point and I scan the new one, throwing us into some Gallente FW space. I patrol the immediate area but don’t find much of interest. I do find a Vigil soloing a major FW complex by himself, and for once my fat Pilgrim can fit through the acceleration gate. He’s about 100km away from me though which doesn’t bode well. I’ll either decloak and “burn” towards him, or chug along at under 200m/s and try to get close to him on his next orbit. I like to think that patience is one of my virtues, but that’s pushing even my limits. I opt to burn towards him. Oddly he doesn’t leave. I think with the large amount of NPC ships buzzing around blasting at him, he hasn’t noticed my arrival. I’m actually getting close to him now, maybe 50km away. I throw a fleet of light drones out and cross my fingers, but it looks like the drones finally got his attention and he runs for the hills.

Bah, oh well. This whole time blobs have been cruising back and forth between the few systems I’m trying to hunt in. I dodge a Hurricane a couple times near gates which makes me wonder if they’re hunting me, or if two rival gangs are hunting each other. It is FW space afterall. Either way not much is going on right now, so I decide to log off for the time being and try again later. Hopefully by then Oz will have fixed all my shit.

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