I knew it would get interesting when I met Phate yesterday chasing a KoF transport in Colorado.
I was headed to Colorado myself to join Phate, as we also detected two DSE vessels heading for Pueblo Station; and since Phate was occupied with the KoF trader, it was left to me to intercept them. However, the moment Pueblo came up on my scanners, our targets were already docking - I was too late. I decided not to let them go so easily and took position at the Pueblo-NY lane. With Phate sitting north, and myself cutting them off from NY, they were effectively trapped. And indeed - soon, the DSE ships ran into me as they were trying to get to the NY gate. Two Kusari Big Dragon tranports, with empty cargo holds however. But knowing that they just made a bunch of profit on Pueblo, I asked them to share it with us - one million from each of them was the demand. Refusing to listen, they just reacted by firing at me, leaving me no option but to engage and call Phate to back me up. Soon, we managed to damage both transports severely - and after another ignored demand, both were blown to bits.
Funnily, we were still able to profit from that situation as a junker salvager came by. We offered to sell him the scrap the two transports now have turned into, and he was glad to accept the offer.
And even more fun was the reencounter with one of the DSE traders after that. With his brand-new ship he just bumped into us again, at the same location he just did half an hour earlier... Not the most adaptive one, he was. Knowing his stubborness, we just let him go... but not without blasting all turrets off his ship first. Maybe he'll learn that way, but I'm almost positive he won't...
At the end of the day, I docked my dromedary on Cochrane, not much richer than before, but still amused by the helpless foolishness of some corporate workers..
...encryption.in.progress...hack terminated...
But the Raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered--
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before--
On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before."
<blockquote>Then the bird said, "Nevermore."</blockquote>
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