Captain's Log: The Type-9 Heavy
30 May 2021Pon Pon
Well, I guess I finally did it.I've not really been doing anything interesting since returning to the bubble. Ritsy and I have been meeting up every once in a while, now that we can both fly to each other from basically anywhere in the galaxy. With their strategy of basically stealing power regulators and selling them netting them a "small loan of a million credits," as they put it, they've managed to upgrade from a Sidewinder through to a Type-9 already. Apparently, they struck gold--well, silver, and were making millions of credits shuttling ore from surface mining bases to orbital refineries.
That's lit a small fire under my but. While, yes, sitting in some station for nearly a year delayed my financial gain, I can't have this upstart who's just arrived on the scene one-upping me. They're focused more on profit right now, but we've also been meeting up to do missions for the Imperial Navy. To that end, I've been operating out of the Firen System. The Clipper's cargo hold wasn't enough to do the missions I was looking at, so I finally made up my damn mind and ate the cost of a Type-9.
I've been uneasy because of its reputation as a "flying coffin," but so far I haven't had much trouble. My only complaint is the maneuverability and speed, but if you're flying right that shouldn't matter much. The strangest thing, though? I still don't feel like I've achieved much. Yes, I reached trade rank Entrepreneur. I've achieved the first of my big milestones. And I can make millions to tens of millions per trade run. But to what end? When I was flying between the reuse ship and Donar's Oak, I felt fulfilled. But now? Yeah, I enjoy spending time with my sibling, but things just don't feel the same. Like how I'm having trouble returning to the cockpit of a Lakon after flying the Guatamaya for so long, after seeing that I could make a real impact on the galaxy it feels strange to only care about the bottom line again.
I guess that's what you call growth, eh?