11-19-2013, 12:13 PM
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Luke McCloud, former pirate, after compounding numerous bounties, on his head decided it was time to lay low and stay out of sight. He was growing tired of the pirating business anyway, it brought him short term thrills and excitement, and he had some good times with the various members of the lowest rung of society, however it was growing stale.
It was shortly after evading several Bounty Hunters on a wild chase through several systems in Liberty, that truly began to question what his next moves should be. He lost them on his way to Freeport 4, hastily docking and quickly blending in. He laid low for several days, the Hunters pursuing him giving up for easier prey. With a sigh he ordered another drink from the bartender. That one breathe carried with it all the thoughts and worries of its host, and he pondered his next move. He was at his crossroads, continue his current life and head back to the central Liberty area and to the trade lanes ripe with traders, wallets bulging with credits? Or head out into freer, less governed space and relax. It was then that he downed his glass of gin and headed to bed.
The next morning he woke with more energy than he had known in a long while. He quickly strapped on his boots and made for his hangar, flipping the cute maid a credit chip on his way out of the lodgings, a slight giggle following him on his way out. He settled into the cockpit of his Virage for what was most likely to be the last time, and undocked from the station, and set his coordinates for the Coronado system and Barrier Gate Station.
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Luke McCloud, former pirate, after compounding numerous bounties, on his head decided it was time to lay low and stay out of sight. He was growing tired of the pirating business anyway, it brought him short term thrills and excitement, and he had some good times with the various members of the lowest rung of society, however it was growing stale.
It was shortly after evading several Bounty Hunters on a wild chase through several systems in Liberty, that truly began to question what his next moves should be. He lost them on his way to Freeport 4, hastily docking and quickly blending in. He laid low for several days, the Hunters pursuing him giving up for easier prey. With a sigh he ordered another drink from the bartender. That one breathe carried with it all the thoughts and worries of its host, and he pondered his next move. He was at his crossroads, continue his current life and head back to the central Liberty area and to the trade lanes ripe with traders, wallets bulging with credits? Or head out into freer, less governed space and relax. It was then that he downed his glass of gin and headed to bed.
The next morning he woke with more energy than he had known in a long while. He quickly strapped on his boots and made for his hangar, flipping the cute maid a credit chip on his way out of the lodgings, a slight giggle following him on his way out. He settled into the cockpit of his Virage for what was most likely to be the last time, and undocked from the station, and set his coordinates for the Coronado system and Barrier Gate Station.