Well what can I say, you certainly weren't the only target we were chasing and taunting at the same time in New London. Between the sporadic moments of getting you on radar before you reached the lanes we also doubled back and forth looking for the HMS and had him cornered at southampton as well, so two BAF ID's were being chased as we split out trying to coral you both (I know you both were independant of each other). Half the taunts were your way and half the taunts were his way and there was even three moments where I took the lane out from the poor civilian flying around in there. Anyways, my intention was typed clear that if I had caught up to you I was gonna make you shoot the junk in the system (so yes if I had gotten you even 5 systems away my "pirate demand" would be for you to come back and shoot scrap metal till your cargo hold was full. Well out of the potential targets we came upon you at the JG to Cam. Actually I was the one on the scene. I let my bomber circle about as I scanned and knew for sure at that moment you were BAF, and typing as you began to leave. I even pressed backspace to remove my original message I was making when I saw you go and leisurely typed my threat at your departing ship. (I never worry about those who go while I type, I always have friends nearby.) The chase was on. Your fated for destruction or chased out. The later was the result, all the way out of Bretonia it seems. I was surprised you didn't take the opportunity when we first stepped in Poole, to say we were vulnerable when we first entered was an understatement. Going to the guard system is a good plan but it's not going to automatically call off the chase, we enter at the risk of being destroyed by player or NPC (and the NPCs actually almost did it for you). I pursued till O-50 and since my Lurue hasn't been in that particular system I acted lost and didn't know where I was (you can be certain that I know of every JH as a player if not as a char). I called it off as succesful when you were out of Bret space and by that time one of us was caught up with a player that rightfully came to defend the system (the risk of entering such systems) we danced for a bit, couldn't make solid attack on it because of NPCs and he couldn't fully get our dodging ships down, he escaped and we went right back to New London dida patrol and went into leeds, met a scared Freelancer and went home. Now I don't know of any special RP that put your Quincy on a more diplomatic channel with the Gaians but I am quite certain we are enemies and some 30 lines of RP were flying around in there. Certainly surpasses the necessary amount needed for engagement and I kinda think we were quite colourful about it and teased well enough in the cat and mouse that you had many an opportunity to keep away and type. It could've been a rough day maybe but when the smoke clears if we can't engage our enemies after many lines of RP we are only left with trading.