A year ago I accidentally purchased 5000 units of small Scorch ammunition for TCS. That was when my market was in a different place with a different environment. Today, I am buying small Scorch because someone tried to cripple the ability to refit frigates and destroyers in Sujarento.
Aw hell naw!
There will be none of that in a market I am managing. My hair on end and tail fluffed I stormed to the login screen for my Jita alt spitting in shocked fury. My market shelves were empty of hulls. It was a disagreace. As I ground my teeth and pushed an update to Eve Mentat I saw that it was a larger problem then I had realized.
T1 drones. Gone.
Small Rigs. Gone.
Small tanking mods. Gone.
T1 frigates. Gone.
T1 dessies. Gone.
It was unacceptable. Market warfare had landed a blow on my doorstep! I had not yet stocked the shipment that I brought in for the morning. My eyes wide and my fingers moving fast I began to buy the list. I needed to go to lunch shortly and hoped that my items would be moved by the time I got back. Normally I stock every few days. Today however, I had a restocking of the highest order.
The Gallante and Caldari have been fighting over and in Sujarento for several days. It has been interesting for me to watch as their fleets swarm in and out, fight on the plexes, battle on the gates, and wage war with each other. Sometimes Snuff Box joins in. Sometimes it does not. I had been pondering if Sujarento had any strategic significance because of my market or if I was elevating my potential level of importance. Now, I had been dragged into the fray. Important or not, Sujarento had been smacked about in such a way as that it could not help but be an assault against the other militia. I don't think anyone would try to kick Snuff Box by depriving them of T1 frigates and destroyers.
But no one shall be deprived in Sujarento! Like fire did I buy from Jita. Maybe too much fire. Because at some point I accidentally purchased a Dragoon army.
"How did I get 78 Dragoons?" I asked in puzzlement as I loaded my jump freighter. I knew I had purchused some Dragoons. I was sure the number was closer to 10 then to 78. But 78 had been unloaded into my hangar and I peered at the endless lines of shiny, brand new destroyer hulls and sighed. I had typoed. Again.
Now I have a Dragoon army ready to march out of Sujarento's shelves.
Rawr! Let there be warfare!