The quality of mercy...
08 Feb 2021Nathan De Verne
"...is not strained, it droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven"Nathan spun in his flight seat. It seemed odd to focus on an obscure quote from an ancient playwright as the words suddenly jumped into his head. Then another chunk of debris smashed off the canopy, and he sped past the remains of the Anaconda. Ah yes, mercy.....
It was late, and the combat patrol was over. He jumped into Supercruise, and headed for his carrier. A day spent crunching out bounties and dropping into conflict zones had tired him, and he was looking forward to a hot meal and a strong drink. He flipped Galnet on as the Vorchan pushed on. The first article caught his eye - double engineered missile racks. Although not a regular user of missiles, apart from some packhounds stuck on a Python, he had collected the first double engineered module.
"That's interesting" he mused. He flipped a switch and the galaxy map leapt into his hud. He made some quick adjustments into the system. "Frameship drive activating"