The Little Things…Literally

I log into my captain’s quarters in Shuria. No one from the corp is online and I decide to pass the time maintaining my planetary resources while waiting for someone helpful to log on.

One and a half minutes later I realize it doesn’t look like anyone is logging on, and that my planetary infrastructure is not nearly as robust as I originally thought.

I walk over to my favorite agent and ask for some work. Apparently some Guristas are bothering the folks in Bashakru. Even though I’m fairly confident I’ve removed these pirates from this same system at least two dozen times in the last year. The Amarrian border patrol really needs to get their head in the game.

I warp into the conflicted area and begin blowing up Caldari vessels, watching salvo after salvo of missiles crash against my armor with little to no affect. There is something strangely satisfying about running these kinds of missions. I think it has something to do with overcoming an enemy force that literally throws everything they have at you, and you barely blink or can keep your eyes open during their meager assault on your superior armor.

I love drones.

I have a few theories for this. First off, although non-living metallic constructs of death and destruction, I find them adorable for the most part. Little ship puppies that don’t like to go far from their master’s shadow unless you throw a stick for them to chase, or in this case a annoying warp scrambling frigate. I love drones so much that I even genuinely feel bad when they become engage by an enemy and take damage. I swear I can hear their little whimpering through the voice comms as the ships shift focus to them.

The Guristas threat eliminated I salvage what I can from the wreckage. Time away from the wormhole has been unexciting, however profitable to my personal wallet. Which is always nice. I realize now just how much time I spend hunting pilots (which are often times not even there), instead of something profitable like gas harvesting or mining. All the same I miss w-space and the thrill of the hunt. Hopefully I will return in the very near future. As for now the decision of running another mission or hanging out with my girlfriend is obvious.