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Bruno Gehard's Pilot Log - Black Widow2 - 02-20-2013
Stardate: 19th February, 819 A.S
Subject: Past Transgressions
I don't tell anyone my past I have for all the years just locked it all away, hidden inside where it could not raise its ugly head but the more I think about it the more I can't keep it any longer.
Life was good to me as I was born to Rhineland parents who were renowned xeno-archaeologists, my parents work took them everywhere in Sirius from Planet Pygar to Cambridge Research Institute in the pursuit for understanding of the Dom K'Varsh who ruled over Sirius long before the dawn of mankind in the Sol system. Most notable works were papers my parents published with Professor Quintaine.
Everything went so well until we moved to Planet Sprague, there were some recently discovered ruins there that my parents were keen to examine. However things on Sprague were not like any other archaeological site we had been to before. The whole place just felt wrong from the moment we landed there. Things got worse when in 800 A.S Sprague was attacked by an unknown group of saboteurs they wreaked mass havoc planet side and during the attack many scientists were killed including my parents.
I was young then so I do not know exactly what happened but I do remember the saboteurs who attacked us. It was something about those eyes glowing purple and the voices I heard in my head when I used to spy on them hiding behind an old wall on the site my parents were working on and I used to play in until they came with their equipment. Then when the ships came from sky they killed everything and blew up the docking ring! *Cries* I am sad to this day thinking of those I lost....
RE: Bruno Gehard's Pilot Log - Black Widow2 - 02-20-2013
Stardate: 20th February, 819 A.S
Subject: Left 4 Dead
After the death of my parent I spent the next 15 years growing up around New London where I studied Xeno-Archaeology and graduated with merit. I found it interesting at first but I soon lost interest as I began to relaise there were more important things in life thank looking at some dead rocks wasnt gonna pay the bills.
So I had to think on my feet and decided that space fairing would be a great experience for me so I after a rigourous seacrching I eventually found a job with Planetform Inc. hauling raw materials and supplies between the BMM mining Operation in dublin and the planet terraforming going on in Planet Harris. This paid well as the danger associated with raids by Corsairs, Mollys and Outcasts were high which to me just added to the excitement of the whole trade run I did for PFI.
BUT This all came to a horrible end when the Gallics arrived in the Tau Sector all trade with Planet Harris was completely severed as the risk of attacks from GRN Death Squads was all to great, those bastards killed so many trade captains. In the first month of the Gallic Invasion we lost over 1000 Planetform Gull Transports before PFI pulled the plug on the whole Planet Harris Operation and now anyone still living on that planet is completely cut-off and PFI dont even care coz it would be costly for them to warrant a rescue attempt.
Me being the man I am could not just stand there while our comrades lay starving to death on Planet Harris Ihad to do something. So, after PFI pulled the plug and grounded all Transports heading to Tau 31. I took it upon myself, to try one last mission to get as many employees of that damned planet as I could before the frogs invaded that too.
So I took a Gull Transport and under the guise of carrying out a transport mission between Dublin and Munich, I turned the ship northbound toward Tau 31. The only route I knew to get their safely was an old outcast smuggling one via the Jumphole to Edinburgh then Tau 31.
How stupid was to underestimate the advance of the Gallic Hoards in Edinburgh, when I jumped my scanners were picking up Gallic Energy Trails everywhere. It looked like they were amassing forces in the South and East sides of the Edinburgh Start System and just my luck I bumped into a Gallic Bomber Squad of 3 SNAC Armed Cougars using a technonlogy I had never seen before somehow they were invisible ot my Radar then all of a sudden they were.......
Who are these guys, then began firing at me indiscriminately diasbling parts of my ship and engines. It was almost fun for them, they said they would leave me here in space to die and that I would have a front row seat to the apocalypse that was to come to Bretonia. Then they cloaked and were no were to be seen for days I waited in that Gull all the while life support systems were starting to fail, food was running low and the only ship I saw fly past me were some EFL Vaches hauling Bretonian Gold back to Gallia.
At this point I began to die, life was slowly draining away from me....
RE: Bruno Gehard's Pilot Log - Black Widow2 - 02-20-2013
Stardate: 20th February, 819 A.S
Subject: Ressurection
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RE: Bruno Gehard's Pilot Log - Black Widow - 02-26-2013
Stardate: 26th February, 819 A.S
Subject: Ressurection
2 days later, I was stumbled upon by a Zoner transport headed to Baffin from Omega 49.
His crew saw my ship in ruins but I was alive inside so they tractored my ship wreck back to Omega 49 and on Planet Gran Canaria it was suggested I should be taken to Porto Novo in Omega 50 as it was more secluded and the chances of Gallic Forces tracing me there were much smaller.
So there I spent the next 3 months recuperating in a Eris Refuge, man those Pineal Amulets things they use really do have some kind of soothing power and helped out alot while they were treating me.
Once I was back on my feet only then did I begin to realise how bad the war was with Gallia, first we were invaded by Kusari and now this? How can Bretonia hold out? I had to get back to Bretonia but couldnt as I didnt have a ship, so that meant I was stuck on Porto Novo for another 2 months doing jobs in the ship bay: repairing corsair fighters and such before I was able to put enough money together to get myself a basic Marauder Heavy Fighter.
Although basic the ship is of very good design and it eventually got me home safely!
I am now currently employed as an Escort Pilot in the Borderworld Exports Trading Co. which pays well and is helping me get by. Driven by my previous experiences as both a trader and a victim of pirate and military onslaught, I am determined to not let the same fate befall any of the Bowex Traders I am escorting. No one knows this but I will give my last breath to defend them!