I've finally put my alt into a Tengu, barely. I took her out puttering about sites in high sec to see how she would do. I have a +scanning implant that I can buy for her, but I am cheap. I am so, terribly cheap. I want her to make some of the cost of her ship back before I go off buying her more stuff. Plus my skills... they are so terrible.
For doing sites it works great. I am doing exactly what I wanted to do. On an alt, cruising around high sec (low sec soon enough) doing radar sites. However, my other goal of plexs and anoms, not so much... The DPS is just not there yet. It will be soon for for now, bleh. I managed to have one site despawn on me for taking so long. I spent hours chewing away at a 4/10. I skimped out on faction ammo and I'm paying for it. I came back after downtime with some faction ammo to see a Myrm clearing out the wreck of the Overseer. He was all that had been left when downtime hit. Ahh well, this is Eve. There is a little burn at losing after all of this bullshit. But its also why we play. As I've said on the forums, choices matter. My choice to be a cheap ass mattered today and the Myrm pilot scored a probably unexpected win.
Woe is me. Woe is me. ISK is flowing out this month and not so much back in. Hmm... I haven't been working hard at it. FRAPS has been absorbing some attention.
High sec makes me uncomfortable. So many people. I dscan like crazy and I'm waiting for someone to uncloak beside me...
We also went on a roam. We may be picking up a new corpmate who is actually an old corpmate. He had to go inactive right after he joined last year so he was booted. He is back and I've been hanging out with him some. He is quite nice so it looks like we have a new friend.
He suggested going on a short local roam. We agreed.
"A Tornado you say?"
"I can help out."
Back in February, I purchased a Tornado for myself. I had this idea of protecting myself as I mined. I played with it a little bit and learned to kite frigates. I felt kinda good about it. I was doing more DPS in it then I had ever done in anything else. Somehow, I scouted it down to low sec one morning after downtime. I put it in my hanger and never took it out again. I learned that I was far, far away from flying a battlecruiser with large guns. I'm a lot closer these days but large guns are still an end of summer project.
"I have one," I told him.
"Whatever you want to give."
We do that often. We'd give each other everything free. However, we respect that we paid our isk for the items and we sell them to each other. If we get something borrowed blown up, we pay for it. In a larger corp or alliance with a ship refund policy it might be different. Because, we are social loaners, it works nicely for us. I know our alliance's main corp does ship reimbursement and corp ships. We're much more relaxed but there are a handful of us and almost 100 of them.
We fit ourselves up and went to see if the corp down the street would come and talk to us. The answer was no. We tried a little bit but they undocked one hurricane and redocked it. We decided to move on. I was sent along to scout. I haven't done much of it yet. However, we were hurricane/tornado/tornado/zealot. Somehow, I managed to be the tankiest thing there. Yay? "We should be able to land on you before you die," I was reassured, "Or whore on your killmail."
When we hit one of the systems that connects to true high sec, I went to visit the high sec gate. A Tornado is hovering 40k off the gate. "Tornado 40k off the gate," I said. "Burn for him." "He's targeting... he's agressed..." POW. 1/4 of my shields gone. I'm in a shield cane. "Ouch." "We're coming." "He's gone." The gateguns tapped that ass and me coming for him, he decided to bail. Good call on his part. Gatefire and a Navy Apoc hops through. I stare at it and go, "Navy Apoc."
"What? Point it! You'll probably die before we get there but lets try"
I go for point and it takes off. I blink at it. We try to chase it but its sprinting like hot fire and hits the high sec pocket where one of the anti-pirate corps lives. Damn.
We turn back around and notice someone in local that we want to kill. We look for him as I chat him up. Local goes up once and we decide to bounce. We wait for him on the gate and he lands, engaging one of the torandos. He does not jump through and low and behold 5 more of their corp come into local. Plus a falcon. My corp mate, in his Tornado sends the zealot through and burns away from them. He manages to burn out of range and get himself safe. The rest of us retreat to a pounce in the next system as they start pouring through the gate.
Tornado/Tornado/Drake/Drake/Drake/Falcon//Rapier with a Vagabond and a Falcon on the other side. My corpmate in the other system jumps through. They all light up on him. The vagabond and falcon jump through. This is a regional gate.
As far as I have so far learned, there seem to be two main types of gates in eve. The small gates that you can kill people at easily, and the large regional gates where people decloak 40k off you. This was one of those gates. He makes it back and jumps. They are all aggressed and can't follow him. He tells the rest of us to take the other path back home.
There was no way that he should have lived through all of that. Yet he did and puttered away, safe and sound in his glass canon of a ship./
On the way we try to land a Rupture. Miss that. I'm wondering what's wrong with me today. Downtime is 15 minutes away now and we just head back to our normal stations. People have to go to bed. It hasn't been a productive run.