Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13
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"Break break!" Grey ordered over comms. "Orakkus, what have you got?"
"Cyno is up, looks like on Impro station. Warping in now..." We waited in silence while a few systems over our scout's force recon ship, a Minmatar Rapier cruiser, to drop out of warp. "OK, I've got visual. The cyno is being generated by a new capsuleer out of Hedion University right on the station, and there is an Archon carrier moving into dock position. Pilot is one Chrystina Elira Blodel of Katana Securities Corporation."
Blodel? I thought incredulously to myself. What the hell is she doing here?
"Hell, Its just Katana using Tesh again," Max grumped. Teshkat had a connection to patrolled high security space and was within jump range of most of Providence region, and a well trained pilot could jump as far as Catch of Querious. And as well it had a good position for jumping to most of the low security space in the Amarr Empire. As such, it was a popular crossroads.
"You've dealt with them before?" I asked Max and Grey as the fleet stood down.
"Yeah, Katana carriers come through here sometimes when they are heading back towards Querious and Delve after messing up CVA in Provi," Grey explained. "Sometimes they hang out in Tesh for a while and tease the locals looking for easy kills with their carriers on stations."
"We tried to catch them like we got a Nidhoggur once," Max chimed in, "by keeping the fighters tackled with a few bait ships and bringing in the fleet after the carrier pilot aborts dock to save the fighters? But Katana pilots, especially that Blodel chick, don't give a shit about the fighter jockeys and leave them to die."
"I see," I said, "well can't say I'm surprised."
"Well, its a long story. Got time to dock up and go for a beer?"