03-08-2010, 12:00 PM
[font=Impact]SHIP'S LOG 0001.
[color=#3366FF][font=Impact] Cargo Manifests:
Bretonia
Kusari
Liberty
Rhienland
Other
Kusari
Liberty
Rhienland
Other
[font=Impact] Memoirs:
Some stuff a man sees can make 'im just stop and think, right? That 'appened today. I've seen a lot in me time, from men drownin' in pits of mine slag, to entire tunnels being held up by a single Cambridge limber until all t' miners got out. Nothin' from those Leeds days compares to t'day though.
I'd just taken the Wing down from Leeds, through the 'back road', if ye get me meaning. Pah, of course ye don't. You're just a recording box. Anyway, swapped the locations of a few jumpholes for a bit of scratch from a mate of a mate's wife's brother's sister who's got something to do with some sort of spacing syndicate. Was on me way to Rhienland, headin' through Omega 3.
Got to the Freeport to see nothin' less than a bloody Phantom. I always thought they was just stories made up to make the kiddies behave. Made my knees go weak it did. Just as well I was sittin' down at the time. Anyway, this Spatial undocks and opens fire on it, much to all our horror. They fight for a bit, then there's this bloody great blue explosion and the Spatial disintegrates. Then another Spatial undocks and does the same. Followed by a third.
At this point some sort 'o Zoner warship unmoors and tells the Phantom to piss off or die, for breaching the 'NFZ'. 'Course, the Spatial started it. The Phantom tells 'im this, but is ignored. The cruiser then opens fire, and over the next ten minutes, destroys all the orbiting storage depots, and hits the station itself with a stray cruiser missile. Then a wing of 'RHA' Hessians arrives, declares the warship as rogue and join the Phantom in pegging it!
Just as it went up, I felt I'd outstayed me welcome and scarpered. No telling what would happen next, 'specially considering a squad of Navy boys had just turned up chasing a Freelancer, who were being followed at the same time by some 'Harvesters'. Chaos bleedin' everywhere. It did make me stop and think though. Out in the big black it's just luck, right? Any moment could be your last. S'why I set up me debt lodgings, to make sure I pay my dues to people who I owe em to.
I'd just taken the Wing down from Leeds, through the 'back road', if ye get me meaning. Pah, of course ye don't. You're just a recording box. Anyway, swapped the locations of a few jumpholes for a bit of scratch from a mate of a mate's wife's brother's sister who's got something to do with some sort of spacing syndicate. Was on me way to Rhienland, headin' through Omega 3.
Got to the Freeport to see nothin' less than a bloody Phantom. I always thought they was just stories made up to make the kiddies behave. Made my knees go weak it did. Just as well I was sittin' down at the time. Anyway, this Spatial undocks and opens fire on it, much to all our horror. They fight for a bit, then there's this bloody great blue explosion and the Spatial disintegrates. Then another Spatial undocks and does the same. Followed by a third.
At this point some sort 'o Zoner warship unmoors and tells the Phantom to piss off or die, for breaching the 'NFZ'. 'Course, the Spatial started it. The Phantom tells 'im this, but is ignored. The cruiser then opens fire, and over the next ten minutes, destroys all the orbiting storage depots, and hits the station itself with a stray cruiser missile. Then a wing of 'RHA' Hessians arrives, declares the warship as rogue and join the Phantom in pegging it!
Just as it went up, I felt I'd outstayed me welcome and scarpered. No telling what would happen next, 'specially considering a squad of Navy boys had just turned up chasing a Freelancer, who were being followed at the same time by some 'Harvesters'. Chaos bleedin' everywhere. It did make me stop and think though. Out in the big black it's just luck, right? Any moment could be your last. S'why I set up me debt lodgings, to make sure I pay my dues to people who I owe em to.
[font=Impact] Debt Listings:
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