Well, things got off to a lovely start. With the help of an officer and several secondaries I was able to refit my ship and get all the proper identification papers in place very quickly. There were only a few quips and jests about my Rheinland heritage (and accent). I then linked up with Lt. Alan Polstari who took me out on my first patrol. Things were very quiet on this late night shift, and we spent most of the time updating my nav computer with important JH and base locations. We then came across what we thought was a benign contact in California, but after dogging our foot steps for awhile attempted to pirate us. Having refused to pay, or course, an engagement ensued. My superior would not allow me to engage, fearful that I would be shot down on my first patrol, and I thank him for that. Unfortunately, his decision cost him his ship, as he was subsequently destroyed by the aggressor over a long and grueling fight. I understand his decision, but still, I feel remorse. I will have to spend some time going over some auxiliary equipment on my ship, such as the on-board camera. I didn't get any shots, but I believe the attacker was "Esquire". I hope to settle the score at some point in the near future.