Today, the Nevada got loaded up and made its way through the Nomad-infested space to systems designated Omicron Delta and Kappa. Research scientist, Dr Elizabeth Carter, was in charge of pointing us towards the specimens and keeping the scientists from drooling over the exciting new organisms they were finding.
Once we made it to Omicron Delta through CLASSIFIED, we moved to three checkpoints in the system, provided to us by previous intel of the system. All three points proved extremely useful; I could tell because Carter's eye's had a slight sparkle to them each time the probe returned with samples. Large samples of unusual asteroids and alike were carefully brought into the Fighter wings. Apparently the minerals within the asteroid were radioactive and spewing out moo's or muon's or something. Anyway, they proved to be valuable for Carter's research into tachyon field-generation...or something to that effect.
Next system was designated "Omicron Kappa" and operatives who retrieved the intel advised extreme caution; as Corsairs didn't like visitors into the system. We took the risk and ended up hitting the "jackpot of muon-research". Malrone's words, not mine. Both Carter and Malrone were clambering to me about how we needed to tractor in as much of the asteroids in the system as possible. I just stared at them with a blank expression and stated "Yes" to all their demands. They busily went away cutting up rocks and swirling test tubes full of stuff they assured me was safe...
After some time in the system, they'd researched themselves out and it was time to go back to Liberty and fully analyse the data. That's where we hit the snag. Seems some Corsairs had picked up our energy signature and were on an intercept course. The fact we were hauling asteroids emitting muons, which Malrone tells me makes us "stick out like an Outcast on a Hunter base". Again, Malrone's words, not mine. We attempted evasive maneuvers and tried to communicate to them we didn't mean them any harm. Of course they didn't really care and continued to gain on our position. We were now racing back to the Delta jumphole, Malrone carefully dodging every asteroid in the system with excellent precision. The small Corsair squadron, consisting of one gunboat and three bombers was about to get a large re-enforcement...
Out of the blue, an Order Aquilion-class Carrier was on our ass. Luckily the Corsairs weren't quite smart enough to disrupt our cruise engines and we made it to CLASSIFIED without any hull damage. There, a Navy fleet lay in wait to fend off the Corsairs and Order. They retreated back to whence they came and we docked at CLASSIFIED to analyse the cargo.
Overall, the mission was a success. However, if such a research mission were to be carried out in the future, the fighter bays in the Nevada would have to be filled with fighters to fend off any Corsairs or Order that endangered the ship.
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