Thursday, April 26, 2012

Pirates! Yarr!

Oh what fun. We were hanging around in our system chatting. We had tried to chase down a war target earlier with the alliance. I was watching a rather technical discussion about fitting logistics ships out when we noticed that someone from Eve University had jumped into our system.

An Eve Uni low sec roam? Oh, I like this. The last one that came into my system had 25 members and I was the only one logged in. They bounced in and we and the alliance were kind of around, in the surrounding systems. We hopped onto coms and started to orient ourselves while I distracted them in local with conversational smacktalk and another corp mate attempted to have them, and their 15 man fleet, come play at a planet without gateguns. My smack was mostly about how 'small' their fleet was. How if we were going to engage we wanted at *least* 25 of them in system not some bullshit under 20 man fleet. At one point he said, "We're poorly fitted its okay!"

As far as I understand it, these low sec roams are to get Eve Uni members interested in pewpew to experience pewpew and see low sec and pirate corps lurking around. The dark side of empire one might call it. They have their own low sec 'camp' that they keep and they blob people in mass. Going out looking for trouble is a different situation and when we are in a position to engage, we will engage. Its not a numbers game really. Its a matter of knowing the game and a fleet of very new players is just very disorganized. I give them mad props for as they say, 'herding cats' like that.

The bulk of the fleet was rifters, some 7 or so of them. There was a stiletto, rapier, onyx, drake, cormorant, buzzard and blackbird mixed into that.

We like being part of the teaching experience. We had three of us. When one landed on gate they didn't engage. My flashy corpmate landed 100k off them. They are NRDS (Not Red Don't Shoot) but they will engage a flashy toon all day. So, they burned towards him and pointed. This was perfect. They went from being a blob to being strung out over about 60k. The alliance mate burned towards the flashy corp mate, took GCC and began to rip through the fleet starting with the blackbird. My flashy corpmate started on the stiletto when the Rapier uncloaked behind him. He took out the rapier. The blackbird popped, alliance mate also took out the buzzard. Some rifters started to go. I landed on gate and pointed the drake and started to chew into him as the fleet denigrated and ran for it.

My hope was to catch a bunch of them paying attention to the fight further out and pick them off while their focus was distracted. Sadly, they started to flee when I landed. We finished off the drake as well and the rest of the fleet was tucked into a safe a few hundred K off the gate by our probing. Someone had a pod on the sun but we decided that we wouldn't chase down the pod and try to pod them as well. They were trying to learn and get their hands dirty in low sec.

We redocked and exchanged a 'good fight' with them in local. Someone was a little bit butt hurt but I soothed him and even offered to let him have his stuff back if he wanted to pick it up at the station. They probably thought that was a trap. It wasn't. I didn't need it and sister's combat probes are pricey. They told me to keep the 'spoils' of war. Fine by me. I put them in my loot hanger. While they sat and waited we moved eyes to the next system and waited for them to jump out. Sure enough they jumped and warped to a station to get into rookie ships. We came into system behind them and when they headed for the next system we landed on them again.

Welcome to low sec. There are predators hunting here. We wound up catching their (I believe) fleet commander who was in an Onyx. To our horror the rest of the fleet left him behind. Later, when we realized that he was probably in charge we discussed the fact that he probably told them to warp off. At the time we were like, "They left him behind?!" It was a very sad day for us because we felt sorry for him, believing him abandoned to us, as we pointed him and started beating away at his tank. We almost had him when he managed to hop the gate. Sadly, we had someone on the other side who took him down in 2 or 3 shots. I wound up going, "No! The kill mail!" on coms. When you hop a gate it creates a session change that wipes out the prior aggression on you. So, when you die, the people on the other side of the gate who did all the work don't show up. I was so sad.

My corpmate laughed at me. He said I had grown up and it brought a tear to his eye to hear me so blood thirsty that I was upset over a kill mail. He said "You sound so heartbroken. Our work here is done and you are fully corrupted by the darkside." ROFL.

I wonder what it looks like to their eyes. We land with 2 and then 3 of us and just eat their fleet and rip them apart when they had 5 times our numbers? With a little orginization the rifters could have caused a lot of harm by getting up on us. Instead it was pretty vicious. They got close to killing our alliance mate in the cynabal in the next stem over when we went for round two. There is also that entire behind hunted thing.

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