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Saturday Night Part Four: The Final Fight

Downtime was coming.  It had been a long and strange night as detailed in Saturday Night Part One, Part Two and Part Three.

My POS had not been attacked again.  Local had gone up a little bit.  I wondered if these guys were going to try to move in.  Down time was fifteen minutes away.  We were quite full on PvP and halarity from the night when a Maelstrom lands on the gate and aggresses one of the drakes.


"Its a trap."
"I don't care, kill him."  And they went after him.  I had been dumping loot at the station and landed thirty off.  My job was to grab point if it was lost but needed to try to avoid gate guns.  As I landed a Scorpion also landed and a Falcon decloaked.

This is one of those moments I love about a good fight.  You know where you want to be.

Vov and I went for the Falcon.  Vov started laying into it in his Tornado.  I went in to lock it down.  The Falcon did not like this. He stopped trying to jam Vov and started trying to Jam me.  He did succeed but it distracted him from Jamming Maq in his curse.  While he tried to kill me Vov killed him.

Falcon down.  An angel got its wings.

I warped to a pounce 200 off the gate to lose gate guns.  I then dived back down and as brawl with the Maelstrom swirled on.  The Maelstrom was boosting like a boss brawling with the boys.  One drake went down and it started on the other.  Maq turned his attention to the tempest and started to neut him out.  The Maelstrom lost point on Razor when Razor was in half structure.  Then the tempest went down and we started beating on the Scorpion as it deaggressed and went for the gate.

Good fight.  We started to loot the field. I grabbed some stuff and went to dump it.  As I did so Razor goes, "There is a probe salvaging the falcon wreck!"  The falcon is a T2 ship and the salvage has the potentual to be very valuable.  Someone pilfering my field?  We had worked hard all evening to litter the gate with wrecks so that it looked nice and healthily camped.  We had worked to make the map nice and red so that people looking for fights would come find us.

My wrecks!1

I landed 60k off the probe. He finished salvaging the Falcon and I went for him.  Full MWD attack Jaguar in route!

The entire time I expected him to warp off.  Right up until I had him pointed and started ripping his ship apart.  Probe down.  I warp back to another pounce and to my vast amusement, I have the shakes from engaging this probe by myself. It is two minutes to down time.  Razor scooped the rest of the wrecks.  I let my timer count down and dock as down time hits.

Good night.  Good fights.  A ridiculous amount of fun was had.  Everyone is full.  My sec status is down to -9.4 from -8.7.

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