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The good pewpew

Yesterday evening, when I logged on I asked for a better day. My shitty work weekend had cumulated in my losing my myrm and yet *another* covops ship along with two sites worth of salvage. (I'm still sad over that).

I will be losing covops ships for another 6 weeks or so while I finish skilling into a T3 to replace it.

So, I logged in and I was asked to run a bunch of helium isotopes to a system up in Gallente space so that an alliance mate could make some stront and jump his new Revelation down to where we live. I did the buy order and made the 20 jumps for him because I am a ridiculously nice person sometimes.

With that done, and my hold full of the reshipment needs for my exploded ships, I headed back down to low sec. My mood was okay. I was not thrilled due to the earlier explosions but I felt like I was handling it well. I was irritated at myself for my own lapse.

Once I was back, I was not finding a lot. I landed and one of my corpmates has his eyes on a small gang of flashes crusing through the system in a scorpion, tempest, hurricane, and something else that I don't remember at the moment.

The alliance was scattered around the general area doing our thing. Once he had good site on the gang and the direction they were in we all started rolling towards him. This is one of the interesting things about an area. We are not travelling in a gang but we respond to someone having their eyes out and drop what we are doing to form up for the pewpew.

We got people into the systems on either side and someone managed to land on them and drop some points. Three or four of us dropped on the gang. Our initial point was a t3 I believe and he was able to get away. We locked down the scorpion and took him down, followed by the hurricane.

The tempest managed to burn out of point range and escape to the next system. However, he was in a stationless system. Most of us rolled out and sat on the gates and we waited.

My corpie tried to scan him down while he bounced around. After a few minutes he ran for a gate. It happened to be the gate that I had been assigned to. I followed him through and landed point. Also, much to his despair there was a Machariel and a Tengu on the other side. He was pointed, I managed to overheat my MWD to stay up with him and hold point and he was popped. He was not happy with us and made that known in local while he attempted to give a 'gf' (good fight) in local. My corpie lands in the system right after he pops. Then, to make things special, the pod from the scorpion comes through the gate. He curses us in local and then logs off.

The problem is he is still GCC. This mean that his pod is hold in the system for 15 minutes until his GCC clears. We dropped probes and had him located in about two minutes. To just make the kill mail that ridiculous, every involved in the other three kills camne and put a point on him so they'd be on the kill mail. Then he was one shotted. He will be very unhappy and surprised when he wakes up at his clone location.


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