Greetings
My first day on the job.
I took a path from Colorado-Pueblo station to Okinawa-Sigma-19 Gate Construction Site.
I delivered Jump Gate and Trade Lane Parts.
I had no problems on the way to Okinawa.
There were no pirates.
Then I returned to Pueblo Station.
Anderson out.
>-- incoming—transmission from .--..-- planet leeds-Hospital Hispania>
>. Sender-Cap’n Tom of the Ageira|Peak-Seven -_
>--decoding data stream>-.-.--.>-Opening stream -- -- --- --
>--Subject: Hacker “Phate, most wanted! Puts tom in the hospital time code A.s 817-9-3
Tom, Walks in through the relaxing room in the hospital, lucky enough to be alive…
James: Suddenly James walks in the room, well hello there cap’n tom how are things?
Tom: Sigh, couches, groans and begins his story……
You know James all year I worked so hard to achieve good wealth not only
for self-interests but to support our enterprise and the liberty people how are in need of income and a honorable job.
But what I’m afraid for is this hacker organization is getting much bigger and dangerous every day.
James: Well sir I must admit this it’s getting worse but i’m so glad you finally made it
and what counts most is that you’re still alive cap’n tom.
Tom: Yes James it’s the thing that counts the most i would think and not to forget about ” Shima” of course! James: indeed tom.
Tom: And I feel very lucky to still have a “Ageira” colleague here to cheer me up!
James: You’re welcome me friend soon as I was informed be doctor “Phill”
I rushed over here to see how you we’re doing cap’n tom.
Tom: I was traveling to “Bratonia” ear space which
was a very smooth ride no trouble along the way. Once at Manchester
I took a brief stop at Birmingham stations which give me time to repair some scanner problems. After a nice drink at the bar
(no alcoholic of course) some pilot told me to be on guard because of this corsair that was located at ”Londen” and probably in need
of cash which wasn’t a surprise to me, along with that usually comes a parrot…tom trying to be relaxed on things bay making little joke
*face clamps on toms head*
Eventually I took notice of the dangerous part that would be in front of me
so I continued my way to the hanger bay which was surprisingly full of capital ships.
Seems that some we’re there’s an important meeting on this station?
While boarding me vessel and walked towards the bridge i looked at “Shima”
Which had enough animal food at his disposal, Okay ready to go?
“Tom” love's wild live and always talk’s to his cat sort of a personal thing….
So eventually when I arrived at “Cortez” system this hacker Phate was waiting for me. It’s about time you came here he said.
Second command was something like drop all cargo, followed by laser gun shots and antimatter torpedo’s aiming for me
backend.
I recon Phate was annoyed by the hours of waiting and probably had no luck to steal a wheel and robe traders!
He probably had his connections at the station where I’d docked before.
As soon as I jumped through the Jump-gate I saw him on me scanners and was trying not to make any open channel noise, just to sneak pass him.
Unlucky as I was this “Phate” damaged the shield so badly i had to put all me energy backwards to the shield-compensator which really didn’t had enough energy to boost the shield for extended period of time.
Phate toke no mercy and after he damaged me shield so badly i was bumping around in me cockpit broke me hand while trying to get towards the way-point instruction panel
which was overloaded and smoke was coming out of it, seems like most wires had burned out! I tried to reach for the fire extinguisher, but me vessel was shaking so badly
that I had to push myself toward the fire extinguisher and broke my leg while doing so.
Tom: Shrinks a bit, James cries….tears fall to the floor, i can’t imagine you’re wild cat survived sir tom, well actually there’s some technology that was at hand which hackers aren’t aware of and lets keep it that way shall we James?
James: of course sir tom it’s safe with me this technology.
James: But how did you managed to get away after the explosion sir tom?
Tom; well I have this Ageira…….Tom, passing some info to James ear ….psss…
silence was in the room for a while.
James: Hmmm how interesting this could benefit our company Tom: maybe you should inform Ageira engineers of your discovery?
Tom : Indeed that would be wise decision because all the Ageira employees
would benefit from it!
James: Yes sir surly we need to enhance or make some adjustment to your project but other than that it would be a new asset to our enterprise .
Tom: So let me explain that last part so it is clear to Ageira personal what hacker do to us when being…
well i call it not pirated but brutally murdered if they have a bad hair day! Those former employees they haven’t got any respect for our job and lives!
So eventually I was boosting all engines towards “Curacao” the planet was almost in site when…..
Suddenly me repair we’re at its end i struggled to adjust some power to the shields again but it wouldn’t take long before all wires we’re melted and I ran out of duck-tape problem couldn’t be fixed easily. As time run out i prepared for the escape produce next thing i knew am laying in a hospital at “Leeds” second floor *Bone fractures department* I had a neck fracture and a broken hand and leg!
Tom: Now I am currently rehabilitating in “Hispania” hospital at “Leeds”.
Doctor *Phill* told me i will recover but I have to rest! In the mean time I am prepare myself for the comeback at “Ageira” HQ!
Warm regards to HQ and Ageira colleagues and friends.
Captain tom.
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- Home is where the <span style="color:#FF0000">Heart is.</span>
****Incoming message****
>sender tom, of the Ageira|Peak-Seven<
Tom walks out of the Hispania hospital with a stick in his right hand.
Walks toward the holographic transmitter puts his card in and starts to
record a messages for pueblo station and to HQ on planet los Angeles.
Greetings HQ and colleagues, i'm recovered from most injuries and ready
for me comeback in the trading division!
Still i have this walking stick at me side the broken leg has a small
aberrance of some 22 degree which makes it hard to walk without the stick!
But i guess that’s not a issue for trading division because i still can fly me "Titanic".
For a brief moment i had this terrible feeling i couldn't go back to me birdie
because i was afraid to fly it again with that badly shaped leg.
Doctor "Phill* said i would be wise if i do things slow not try to
hast myself a lot. He also told me that the stick was for the rest of me day's
and that i better not leave without it!
But anyway i will need a escort to pueblo.....
Maybe one of ours cold inform James or Aisha to get me at green 7 Hispania hanger bay!
iIll be there at 22:00 pm monday 20-09-817. There a hotel near the hospital, its called * hotel destiny*
that we're i am staying for now!
To all colleagues i'm honored to have such good friends who visit me and send me the post cards
and holographic flowers really appreciate that!
I hope to hear from HQ soon and will say for now *home is where the heart is !!*
i miss you guy's it’s not easy to be all on me own here at this hotel although the food
Isn’t that bad!
Regards Cap'n tom
****Closing transmission*****
- Home is where the <span style="color:#FF0000">Heart is.</span>
>… Sender_-_--__Cap’n Tom of the Ageira|Peak-Seven -_
>--decoding data stream>-.-.--.>-Opening stream -- -- --- --
>--Subject: Trade lane parts.-
Greetings transport HQ,
I’m glad to say the shipment did fully arrive at sigma construction gate today.
The total amount moved to Sigma-19 construction site is: 917 Lane-parts.
I encountered only one enemy, someone named *Pelican* who tried to
Pull a stunt in a very small fighter.
After a demand of 4mill, I told him….*While I looking at his equipment*
*I don't really think you can't demand anything *pelican*
Next thing what happened is *Pelican* opened fire!
This I’d returned with a full blast of me six turrets.
When this fight was evolving, suddenly I got help from a very
friendly captain.
So eventually the fight ended with me last shot and blasted his ship right into space dust. But I’m glad to say that all G/L parts have reached sigma-Construction site!
Regards captain Tom.
****Closing transmission*****|
- Home is where the <span style="color:#FF0000">Heart is.</span>
[*Encrypted Network Online*]
[Comm ID : "Ageira|Rubihorn", Skipper Fabio Krull]
[Message to Transport Division Logistics Disposition Central]
This is Fabio Krull reporting in.
The first traderun was all nice and shiny. Nothing to report. Oh, some bums tried to shoot me out of the lane with a CD in Manchester, but were unsuccessful. Callsigns were not noted due to speed in the lane.
The "Rubihorn" is currently stationed at Baltimore Shipyard scheduled for the boarding of Spaceship Crew to Planet Pittsburgh. My shift ends here.
[*Encrypted Network Online*]
[Comm ID : "Ageira|Rubihorn", Skipper Fabio Krull]
[Message to Transport Division Logistics Disposition Central]
This is Fabio Krull reporting in.
This is the second traderun, first leg, another boron run to LD14 "Ageira/DSE #7".
This run was quite a hassle. The Rubihorn loaded Boron at Pittsburgh, then proceeded to Los Angeles without any trouble.
As I checked the defense-systems an IC heavy tanker, the IC|Dallas, hailed the Rubihorn. As his cargo was also Boron, I suggested we'd go together as a convoy. The Rubihorn, as the lighter vessel, took on the role of the scout.
The jump to Cortez was without any contacts. After entering the lane to Curacao, I had a red contact on scanners who was idendified as a Lane Hacker bomber on a closer look. The Rubihorn instantly initiated the lane-flip-maneuvre, but was still too close to the gate to use the lane for an escape. I docked the ship on the lane when the bomber drew closer on cruise and travelled to Curacao via the lane.
In the meantime the IC-tanker had jumped in and had neither docked to the lane nor gotten his cruise-engines powered up. He was sitting right next to the gate like, yes, like a sitting duck.
Obviously the bomber-pilot felt quite safe as he started to have a talk to the tanker-captain. Since it is well known that the Hackers are organized in an excellent way, which is natural considering their former Ageira training, I jumped upon him with a short salvo of my turrets to make him reconsider his position and possibly drive him away.
After the Rubihorn's bordguns had made the bomber evasive I told the tanker captain to dock to the lane to escape.
I am sorry to say that he didn't manage the docking-procedure or decided otherways; what he did was to travel towards Curacao right next to the lane on cruise.
Since I hadn't noticed this, I docked the Rubihorn on the lane and arrived at Curacao safely without the tanker on scanners.
When he got into scanner-range there was also the bomber with him again who had used the lane to follow the Rubihorn, but had then taken the opportunity to drop out and catch up with the helpless tanker.
The end of this sad episode is that the IC|Dallas was destroyed, but the escape pods arrived safely at Curacao.
As more unidentified contacts gathered at the site of the explosion, probably to pick up cargo, the Rubihorn took onto her travels towards Leeds and arrived at LD14 without further incidents.
Traderun-status: success; boron delivered
Losses: One heavy tanker "IC|Dallas"
Damaged: One lane hacker-bomber "Mr.Sanguinetti", light hulldamage
No damage to the "Ageira|Rubihorn"
[*Encrypted Network Online*]
[Comm ID : "Ageira|Rubihorn", Skipper Fabio Krull]
[Message to Transport Division Logistics Disposition Central]
This is Fabio Krull reporting in.
This is the second traderun, second leg, a MOX run from LD14 "Ageira/DSE #7".
We loaded MOX at LD14 in Leeds and took off towards system New London. At Lancaster Trade Center shortly a suspicious contact flickered over the screens, he was identified as a lane hacker scout.
I powered the engines down to overthink the situation when a Mercenary, callsign "Roy.Black" offered his service to the Rubihorn. He was hired on the spot and received an advance of 1 million credits for an escort-contract for as far as West Point.
It must be said that he did an excellent job. He was able to scan the area and identify contacts on the fly and the Rubihorn could dynamically follow him without loosing any time. Also his judgement of occuring groups of ships is very accurate and can well be trusted.
Upon jumping into Cortez he gave the report of several unidentified/grey contacts, but gave clearance for the Rubihorn. When I arrived with the Rubihorn I witnessed him making a fuzz to draw the attention away from his charge. The Rubihorn instantly went evasive and took a straight course upwards to get clear of the contacts.
One of the ships didn't fall for it and left the group to catch up with the Rubihorn. On getting closer he was identified as an unknown bomber, seemingly to be of a Borderworlds-design. Callsign "Agama"
The Rubihorn was CDed and went to the new Navpoint at Curacao on thrusters while being hailed by the bomber. Any demands were refused as a lonely bomber poses no threat to the Rubihorn and incoming fire was efficiently countered as well as returned.
After a few seconds the escort-fighter "Roy.Black" caught up and assisted the Rubihorn with gunfire.
The Rubihorn took a few energy-cannon-hits to the hull, which were later summed up to repair costs of seven thousand credits.
On the other hand the bomber was nearly destroyed and decided to run on cruise, which was interrupted by a few heavy CMs out of the Rubihorn's launcher. He then showed some excellent dodging techniques, which he surely had missed in the attack before and managed to get so far away that I called my escort off the pursuit.
"Roy.Black" was paid a 3 million bonus extra for outstanding good work.
The end of this incident was witnessed by a heavy Navy-escort. Who decided not to pursue the fleeing bomber as well.
I found that the Rubihorn handled quite well in straining circumstances. She took in fact so little damage that a repair-stop at Curacao felt quite unnecessary.
The travels through California were quite undramatic, a fighter with an outcast-signature fled from the lane as we drew closer.
Upon arrival at West Point the escort was dismissed and was paid his final 1 million credits. He can be recommended as a good Scout and Escort in a fight to all Ageira captains.
Mission outcome:
Traderun-status: success; MOX delivered to Baltimore Losses: none Damaged: One borderworlds-bomber "Agama", fled on thrusters with a sliver of hull left to him.
Very light hull-damage to "Ageira|Rubihorn", all systems functional
As you may be aware, the Mastodon-Class Supertransport Columbia was destroyed in the Galileo system during a Lane Hacker raid.
During the evacuation procedures, two fine Ageira employees lost their lives.
Thomas Hiller, and Jeremy Libbel, your colleagues.
There will be two minutes of silence on all Ageira Stations and ships for the loss of these men at Twelve PM tomorrow, Standard Sirius Time.
A new Supertransport, coming out of the assembly line sometime this week will be named the Columbia-II in respect to the crew of the original, both passed away and living.
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