*The Ensign seems frustrated.*
Very short patrol today, thanks to the Phantoms.
I was called to a fire fight near Fort Bush; though my scanners malfunctioned and I was unable to track or ID targets. I docked at the Fort and commandeered another fighter, though by the time I was cleared to launch, it was already over for our side. There were still hostile contacts on long range scopes; so I set a course to intercept.
The Skirmish on my arrival.
On closing, I encountered an Outcast Sabre and a Phantom... Hell. I don't know what it was. Miles ahead of anything we're using. The Outcast seemed to be looking for a fight, going so far as to drop a mine on my ship. Shields absorbed most of the blast, thankfully. Engineers finally got it right.
Hostile Contacts.
The Phantom, 'Bane' seemed to find it all very amusing and assured the Outcast that he'd far prefer to shoot me. Lucky me. While this was going on; I requested support. Bane then set about turning my hull to scrap. Good thing it was a borrowed ship I suppose. My support arrived half way through the fight in the form of four fighters. [LN]-Daniel.Carter, LN-Robert.Woodard TF7|SK-C.Anders and TF7|SK-J.Smith.
Bane.
Shortly after their arrival the Phantom scored a hit on my engines; killing power. Blasted the Avenger apart in short order. Got bloody hot in there. I wasn't the only one, Carter and Smith also lost ships there; also to the Phantom. Say what you will, he's a damn good pilot. On the upside, Mr Woodard dealt with the Outcast.
*Sighs.*
I'd best fill out that loss of material form.