076 LOG NMLA CODE NAMED BLACK ROSE DREADNOUGHT
17 Jun 2022Abel SCP 076 2
After the SUMMERLAND massacre having to survive in the rings of MAINANI was the least of our worries.. I took my crew and whatever survivors we could house into the Sudan. It's been a while now, since we got our answer from the galaxy. Peace never last no matter how far we go. My crew informs me of a distress sent by a miner. As we bring the video feed on the bridge we are greeted by old worn down face he pleads," we are surrounded and half our forces have been murdered by pirates, if there's anyone in these rings please we carrying refugees...". The feed cuts out. My crew has heard this song hundreds of times. We answer their hail now a young woman with a bloodied face answers,"someone is out here? ". "Liten woman, I don't who you are but you only have a few more minutes till you die, my question is...can you pay". "Yes" she mutters,"80 million". I look to my crew they are in agreement. As the Dread powers up we make and announcement to the wing of pirates,"you will all die and all your lives aren't even worth a capital ship, I suppose it's all we can get for lives of human debris". The wing of condas batter our shields...they hold. Our plasmas strip their shields clean. The purates that rely on armor laugh and keep firing....Till the corroding missiles land. We are greeted by screams on the live audio feed....funny how that armor only serves as a coffin as it melts around you. The remainder of the pirates put up a pitiful fight like the last gasp of a sick wild animal. Then all goes quiet...,"thank you" the last hail we get from the miner as we are wired our bounty. As we move on to scan all the destroyed ships I can only laugh,"I was fucking wrong looks like the human debris is worth at least a capital ship its time we visit dear granny for these bounties".