The First Step Into the Black
25 Feb 2018Noah Millea
It’s time. I’ve hauled my share of goods in my Type 9, the Iron Gargant. I’ve ferried spoiled “celebrities” all over human civilization and even all the way out to the Pleiades Nebula in my Orca, the Ivory Siren. I’ve even done my part to clear the Milky Way of the scum of the systems in my Python, the Steel Naga. But it wasm't enough. Space was too cluttered, too jam-packed with spacers striving to make their mark and be recognized by the masses they were striving so hard to leave behind. That wasn’t for me. I needed room to roam. With that in mind I made the decision to sell my ships, the fleet I had worked so hard to build. In its place I had one goal in mind: the fabled Anaconda. I needed a ship that would carry me anywhere I wanted to go and that would hold up to anything I put it through. The Anaconda was just the ship for me. So I put all the credits I had into the hull, the modules, and the licensing to fly it. With that I decided it was past time for me to head into deep space.
Now I’m starting to plot my route. First stop: Colonia and the stations along the way to that system. After that, who knows? Maybe I’ll look for a remote nebula. Or maybe i’ll just pick a star and fly until I reach it. Regardless of where I go, I could not be more prepared and excited to be on my way into the black.