It was a quiet afternoon patrolling the greater Magellan perimeter. As soon I finished my patrol and started the voyage back, I received a distorted transmission from a Bounty Hunter who goes by Fish looking to collect bounties from fellow Hackers. Given he didn't have a bearing on my ship, I postponed engagement until he came just within Mactan's scanner range hoping for backup in case I couldn't stop him. Soon, the gut feeling started sinking in that I'd be on my own, a green as they come Tech against a well seasoned opponent.
Once in range I scanned his loadout, then an overwhelming sense of confidence hit me as all my training started kicking in. We exchanged pleasantries, as I armed up my guns, then proceeded with aggressive diplomacy. As the ensuing furball dragged on, my batteries completely depleted and shield in tatters with mines littering the void, I caught a lucky series of shots and sent him floating. Afterward, I let loose the white-knuckle death grip I held on my flight controls and re-gathered myself, then took in his pod and proceeded home. Hopefully, future Bounty Hunters will think twice before making uninvited visits to our home.