Im really sick of being the only active security pilot on duty. I cant do everything myself. I just cant. But as long as this reordering of policy takes, I guess its all that can be done.
I took up my post around the Naha, as usual, and surveyed the passing traders. A few went by on their routes, and everything was just peachy. Soon after, one of them hailed me privately from New Berlin, asking whether or not Cobalt was considered contraband in our space.
Cobalt!
I informed him it was not, choking down any rude chuckles, and he continued on his way. At least he had the mindset to ask, aye?
Back in position, I picked up a signal reading: Case.de.OsoRojo. I hailed him, asking what his business was in the Sigmas, and he told me I could come to the Yanagi and scan him. Not worth my time. I have no desire to get anywhere near those scavengers, and he wasnt causing any trouble, so I simply ignored him.
Shortly after, two Harvester units popped up on scanners, and began combat with the now identified Outcast Destroyer. Im not one to involve myself needlessly, but one toaster got lit up pretty quick, and the other seemed to be having a bit of trouble handling the unwieldy capital ship. So, perhaps against better judgment, I broke course and entered the fray.
We simply cannot have Outcast capital ships relaxing in our systems. Their presence is a disgrace, and must be dealt with accordingly. Though, I advise all pilots to not openly engage these Outcast Destroyers without proper support. They are heavily armed, and can tear you open like a tin can if you arent wary.
The battle was brief and violent. The one Harvester was dispatched of quickly, but while focusing his batteries on the other I was able to introduce him to few Supernovas, and he was destroyed.
I returned back to the Naha, and resumed my watch.
Oh, lovely: Another Outcast Destroyer.
I engaged it, seeing as it was making a bee-line for the station. I had no choice. This commander was quite a deal more skilled than the last, and his missile batteries ripped off all of my weapons within minutes. Crippled, I broke course in retreat.
Of all the times for reinforcement, another GMG officer appeared. I dont know what became of him, but I know for a fact he wasnt the victor. I pray he survived the deadly encounter.
I put down back on base and turned in for repairs
More to report,
Finally some company.
My frustration over the days earlier activities brought me to requisition a spare Taiidan, and jump back into patrols. Flying is all I know, and when I need to burn some irritation off, flight does the job.
Sigma-13 was, surprisingly, a ghost town. But soon enough, I received a transmission from a new recruit: Simizu Shinzawai. He was held up on the Aomori, and in need of refitting for his Civilian Bomber.
Seems like a pretty good guy. Follows orders, polite, and hes not an awful pilot. Good to have competent individuals on the roster; I look forward to working with him in the future.
We made way for Sigma-59, and after a short visit to the Niigata, he was much better equipped for combat. We came back into Sigma-19, and picked up an unknown contact near the Ogashawa: A trader, but there was more. He was reading Outcast on his IFF. I informed him of this, and he honestly was flabbergasted as to how that could be. Must have been a glitch. His cargo was acceptable, and I let him pass with a firm suggestion to look into his affiliation bugs.
We held position around the station, and quickly began reading another contact, this one call-signed: AntonyoMatoya. Seemed he was a simple explorer, and wanted permission to lay eyes upon Sigma-59. I was leery at first, but his motives seemed pure, so I was inclined to allow him brief access as long as we escorted him for the excursion. Incidentally, however, the pirate activity around the system (//NPCs) was too much for his craft, and he called the voyage off.