There is a proverb saying “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.” and in my language there is a similar one saying “Better to have a sparrow in your hand, than a hawk in the sky.”. This time though, I caught a Hawk.
POS maintenance is a bit tiresome and boring most of the time, especially when you are cheap like me and have to go to the towers every 5 days to keep everything in order. Sometimes I wonder what if I had Gallente towers, with their cargo capacity bonuses and all, but then I remember the price of the oxygen isotopes which is roughly three times bigger than the price of the other isotopes and smile, knowing I have a bigger profit.
This night of EVE misadventures was marred by some POS refueling, which is a lot faster and easier, when you have a corpmate to scout ahead of your transport ship. The Viator-class and the Occator-class transport ships pair nicely as it turned out. One provides the scouting and some help with the hauling and the other provides the hauling backbone. My Occator is not called “Mule” for no reason. The refueling operation was not very eventful, only an old pirate acquaintance (not sure about that, the name did not ring a bell) called Decimi saw me as I did the old align-MWD-cloak trick and said (citing by memory): “Finally, after all these years I caught a glimpse of Afandi’s ship. You mask your presence well.”. As flattering as this is I was a bit “WTF?!”, since I couldn’t remember the guy.
With the POS operations completed, I offered my corpmate to go and have fun with some miners, since he has no experience in PvP whatsoever and can flipping is the diet Coke version of it. I designated him as a scout/support for this time, just to see how things go. We went back to a high-sec base, I gave him a few of my combat ships, then changed into my stealth bomber and went ore can hunting. As soon as I hit d-scan I found it – a cargo container named “20.53”. Sweet. Warping to the asteroid belt I found a Hulk-class exhumer and a Scythe-class cruiser, happily mining away, while a Badger-class industrial ship took from the can and hauled it back to base. Now, that’s a bit annoying, since the container can be very empty when I get to it, but still it’s better than nothing.
I bookmarked the container’s coordinates and went back to base to get my Rifter-class frigate, the “Failbear” (damn, I love the sound of autocannons) to proceed with the flip, while I told my corpmate to go the belt cloaked and be my scout, if I have to warp out if miner reinforcements come. Undock, warp to 0, jettison a piece of ammo, transfer the ore into my can, rename it as the original and the waiting begins. And continues. The Hulk pilot spawns another container for the Badger, but I’m faster and the new ore is transferred to my container. Then the Hulk pilot tries to convo me, but I refuse. I’m not going to deal with the question “Why are you doing this?”. Fight or accept the loss of ore.
As I wait, my corpmate informs me that he has no cloak-able ship, save for an unfitted Viator. Crap. Trying hard not to curse him, I tell him to buy a cloaking device (luckily there was one in the station), fit it and come ASAP. With all this commotion and the explanations I’m giving, I pay little attention to the overview and so I miss the moment when an Enyo-class assault frigate lands near me and starts melting my poor Rifter. I hurriedly try to burn away and repair, but the damage is to high and my frigate turns into a wreck. Then a bug happens – the Scythe targets my pod and launches a volley of missiles and CONCORD does not intervene (note to self: petition this crap). Pumping the warp key I dock into my base, furious – at my corpmate for being so phlegmatic and at myself for not paying attention. Also I get he following message in the local channel:
Ramawdan> dont mess with our corp
My ‘killer’ docks into my station too and so comes the choice of my next ship – an Ishkur-class assault frigate or my favourite “Shaguar”? “Shaguar” it is, I want to hear the sweet sound of autocannons, ripping apart that Enyo. Alas, he’s not undocking, maybe the thought of aggression timers scares him. So I go back to the belt to find my container in pristine condition and a Hawk-class assault frigate, piloted by the Hulk pilot. Nice. We start the orbit dance, me sitting comfortably in the near-optimal range, RF EMP in the guns and thinking to myself “Please steal from the can, please steal from the can…” and he did. Lock, scram, web, AB pulse, guns going “budda-budda-budda”, Hawk’s shields melting fast, meme happy face…and the Hawk got shagged. And dropped 4500 Bloodclaw light missiles, lol. And then my corpmate told me there was a Hawk in the belt…seriously…Next time he’s going to the front line to do the flipping and get shot. If this doesn’t help I’ll give up and never get alongside him for PvP.
And so another misadventure is complete. All in all, I get to trade a 5 million ship for a 35 million one, but still, if I hadn’t been distracted I wouldn’t have lost it in the first place and who knows, I might have popped the Enyo and get to keep the sparrow and some other birds.
Afandi, out. 07