It is said, "Join the Navy and see the glory of the Void." The author of this quote doesn't know the half of it. My last patrol started in New York and then; Alaska, Minor, New York, California, and back to New York in a span of mere minutes. I was a mere spectator in Alaska and Minor where I just made it in time for a few pot-shots against two Order secondary Battle Wagons.
From there I had the honor of escorting one of our Big Brudders [LN]-LNS-Minneapolis to Juneua, who was providing support at the Minor jump hole.
From there, I received an urgent request of assistance from Whitehall, who had a Lil' Cannibal problem in California. I arrived on the scene midway on the lane to Mojave in Cali. I provided security for Whitehall until her patience with the flesheater wore out. Upon her notice we engaged the flesheater and with the finally shot coming from Lead Kelly we dispatched the eater of flesh.
To our surprise, while in combat, the flesheater had called for support in the form of a flesheater's gunboat. Sadly, for him, it did not arrive in time and our combined might dispatched the Big Cannibal.
My travels ended with a deep space excursion within New York as wingman to Kelly. We hunted down a Peach and chased it out of New York keeping the lanes clear of this rotting Peach for several hours.