Saturday, September 29, 2012

Morning Antics

I logged on as I ate breakfast, something I am wont to do. There is a fleet sitting on an alliance and a bait drake sniffing around. They've had a pretty good hot dropping evening and I hope maybe I can grab some action before I headed to work.

Nothing comes out of the hunting, but a small fleet does enter the system our titan is sitting in. A Raven enters the system accompanied by a falcon and a hurricane. It's like someone rang the dinner bell. Heads swivel and pupils constrict into tunnel vision and we bolt for the gate that the Raven has headed to.

The Raven jumps. He had a hurricane and a falcon to accompany him. Our fleet lands, 2 tornaods, 2 hurricanes, a sleipnir, some smaller things. They were planning to jump into null sec.

The chase takes three systems before our inty pilot gets in front of the Raven and tackles him on the gate. The rest of us jump in. The falcon and hurricane with the Raven take off. The Raven manages to crash the gate. The inty pilot gets away in 100% structure (how does that happen?) which means like 1 hit point left.

On the other side of the gate he jumped back into the part of the fleet that had held. He didn't make it to the gate the second time. It turns out that they had killed him twice, in Raven's, already that day.

Then, I decided to push the limits of time. They wound up dropping in on a Talos and I joined in. The bait drake was engaging the Talos who was playing gategames. The drake got away from him. We lit the cyno and dropped. The Talos jumped right into the fleet. I held off in case he made the gate so I managed to not get on the kill mail. It is doubtful he expected that outcome of his gates with the drake. Then had to frantically bolt back to low sec so that I could log off and get to work. Diz was nice enough to escort me back.

Mornings are amusing time for these games.

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