CMDR's log, stardate 02113306
02 Nov 2020Erik of Los
[START OF CMDR's log, stardate 02113306]Frustration leads to stupid decisions <-- note to self.
Oh yeah, I got my self in a pickle alright.
So after entering the Chukchan system I immediately start to look for the Lowell Class Science Vessel called the "Adamastor". Galnet gave me an body to start looking for it.
And sure there it was, although the ship had seen better day's I reckon.
After the initial scan I noticed all kinds of debris floating about so I decided to scoop them. Then I noticed that there where storage locations onboard with an entrance located at the hull. Yeah no hatch breaker limpets with me. After circling the ship an couple of times I got a bit frustrated en decided to shoot the cargo bay's to see if they would open up. Well ... Something opened up alright.
The ships comms where flooded with chatter from federal ships trying to find me and in an brown alert moment I flew directly to the star port from where the feral ships where launched. The blackness of space was lid up by the laser beam that struck down on my shields, even inside the star port. Docking privileges where retracted so the only thing I could think of was to get out, out, out of here.
Outside the federal ships where waiting for me, high wake in 4,3,2,1 (long, long seconds)
Looking for a Interstellar Factors contact to pay my fines, witch in this rate accumulate quit quick, I found one just in the same system I jumped in to.
After this, I am done for today! And after a good long shower I wander to the GalBar Lounge and order myself a double shot of Leestian Evil Juice before turning to bed.
[END OF CMDR's log, stardate 02113306]