Duncan though it was over when the Nomad Bombers started breaching the hull. One of the explosions knocked him across the room, and another one like that would put him at the mercy of Alaska's cold, desolate ice fields. He called Mary, for what he thought would be the last time. His sister was starting in the LPI, and that meant that they could probably never be together again. The next explosion just missed his post, and Duncan was not relieved at all. The message from the captain arrived after he finished calling Mary: Duncan, I'm sorry. You're completely isolated from the escape pods. Damn. The next report was of a Bounty Hunter battlegroup that had breached the defences at the Minor jumphole. The battle razors let out the last deserate shots. Then, he'd had time to think about his life and how he'd got there.
Born on Planet Eerie, DUncan had a good life, until his early teens when his parents died on the Battleship Unity. His sister Mary had come to blame The Order, while Duncan discovered that it was the Nomads who were the real villians. One had crashed near his local fishing lake, and his uncle Dave had kept the Nomad in a disused warehouse not too far from the town. Preparing for the worst, Duncan studied Nomads and, not long before being invited to join The Order, encountered one on his travels in Omicron Delta. It was a light fighter, or 'Voidrunner', as the Zoners he'd grown friendly with on the freeport in Delta came to call them. It opened fire on him at sight, and he quickly charged his Sunslayer to fire. The Nomad was dead before the Zoners could find out. Not long after, he got a call from someone. The Order needed his services, and he knew that he had a duty. Unfortunately, he ended up on a battleship, not in the cockpit of a Nepthys like he hoped. But it was good enough for him.
Then he saw the hopeful sight of a Nomad battleship on fire. And then the good news came. We've got backup! Enough for us to get back to Toledo for repairs!