Friday, March 30, 2012

Pew Pew? Ouch

I've been collecting drone minerals for someone of late. The super low sec Noctis makes a tedious task productive all of a sudden.

I've also started working on scanning. We'll see how that goes.

Beyond, life has been uninterested for the past few days, mostly because I have been at work. However, this evening while I was wandering around the belts looking for a decently sized belt rats to shoot at, one of my corpies dropped in on me and whooped my ass.

I had a vague feeling he was about to do it so surprised, I was not. Since I was in a frigate he was gentle. He just drained my cap and left me floundering, unable to flee, and beat the fuck out of my shields. You have to be careful, playing with frigates, they pop easily. He was also in a Sleipnir.

I ran off as soon as he let me go and licked my wounds. At that point some random ass dude hopped in system in a Punisher and started to look for me. I realized that I wasn't fit for a PvP fight. I needed to upgrade a few mods to their Tech 2 versions and I didn't have a point, just a web.

I'm still rather frettish about fighting on my own.

However, there was great disappointment, I was told, in my not having a point on the Jag. I had a web on it as I was told to do since it is a PvE ship and I use it to Rat. However, unable to bear the disappointment, I went and changed out my web for a scram. Immediately I couldn't fit anything else so I restructured and took off the rocket launcher. It wasn't useful anyway. I have no missile skills and it hit for about 19 damage.

So now my Jag, while still delicate, is a bit more PvP fit as it should be.

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