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A Better Choice

A fleet for combat interceptors was up again. Remembering my unhappiness with the Taranis I went with a claw this time. Technically I can fly the Amarr ones but I decided to go the easy route and lean back on the familiar. A Claw is not a Stiletto but it feels pretty damn good anyway. The funny thing is that I prefer my Ares to my Stiletto but hated the Taranis. I wound up really liking the claw. But first, the most important thing.

The Claw has adorable stubby wings!


I'm reminded of the first time I saw a Wolf. I wanted to fly a Wolf so badly from that time. It was amazing and sturdy and killed everything. It turns out I actually hate flying Wolves. Oh well. The Claw, if I cannot fly my Stiletto or Ares is not a bad backup plan I have discovered.

Having no idea how to fit it I did the smart thing. I whined in corp chat and got fits off of other peoples loss-mails. I'm getting better at this fitting thing. The more skills I have the easier it is to swipe fits from people. Win, win.

The bubble immunity of interceptors is amazing. The entire caught in a spiderweb thing that I hate so much goes away. But the Claw is not a Stiletto and I learned that when the first kill (a Merlin) died because before I could lock it because my locking range was not a Stiletto/Ares. Frustrating that but I did remember it for the future.

I didn't have a lot of time for the roam. It was a work night. I rarely join into fleets on work nights. I normally hate having to log off in space or in random stations. I always feel like I run into fleets or gatecamps and burn in a fire when I'm alone. However, in my interceptor I was empowered. We killed a Cerberus who had his drones out and on auto-aggression before we bailed as they formed up. Sweeping around in them is rather fun and we covered ground at a tremendous rate.

I had to leave however. I made my deep safe and used safe log out, enjoying knowing when I came back I could just head home. From the looks of the kill board the boys found something that found them back about half an hour after I left.

I'll keep the Claw. The stack of Taranis will go in the trash (aka I'll sell them).

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