Cmdr Dixon-Phyre
Role
Bounty hunter / Adventurer		Registered ship name
Vindicta		Credit balance
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Rank
Elite		Registered ship ID
Type-10 Defender DX-8F5		Overall assets
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Squadron
RazorGoat		Allegiance
Independent		Power
Yuri Grom

Personal content

The Golconda: Please tell me I'm wrong...

*burp* Ah dammit, Cody...you've got me into drinking wine.  And wine maybe makes me think too much... Been following the Golconda story with interest.  But now I''m a bit puzzled by the way things have gone.  Apparently, the crew have agreed to...
28 Nov 2019Dixon-Phyre
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Change of Plan

So. Turns out it wasn't just my eyes.  Brain tumour. Explains the headaches and mood swings that I've been having of late. Oh, it's not going to kill me. As soon as I realised something wasn't right, went to the infirmary on Jones Estate. Diagnosed,...
03 Oct 2019Dixon-Phyre
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A Quiet Drink

The frustration of the relocation of my home base station. Gave up on Angus Manwaring a few months ago, because I was tired of dodging interviewers from that blasted show that has decided to give me my fifteen minutes of fame. So I moved my operations...
05 Jul 2019Dixon-Phyre
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Stargazing

The stars are glittering overhead, framed by walls of azure ice. Yeah. This feels oddly familiar, except instead of being two point five thousand light years out, this is Morana 9A, well within the Empire. And this isn't the trusty Cobra either; that's...
23 Jun 2019Dixon-Phyre
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Shoot. Bang. Money.

A whirling cloud of debris bounces off Danger of Death's shields as the pirate ship disintegrates.  I'm trying not to grin manically, and failing. Bolg system, compromised nav beacon, an embarrassment of riches. "Dixie three, pirates nil!"...
20 May 2019Dixon-Phyre
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A Whole New Life

The floor vibrated with bass, as Mikael grooved across the bridge to the sound of instrumental funk. He normally only drank beer, but this justified some champagne. Glass of fizz in one hand, the bottle in the other. His trip into the black had paid...
13 Apr 2019Dixon-Phyre
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Alone in the night

Mikael stared out of the cockpit at the barren landscape. The Cobra sat atop of a cliff of ice, looking down into a rippled valley, delicately hued in pale blue. An M-class red dwarf cast its light, throwing the ripples into sharp relief. He sighed, took...
29 Mar 2019Dixon-Phyre
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Blast from the Past

Another station. Another bar. Another beer. Mikael crossed his legs under the table and gazed out of the window at the slowly turning starscape.  Okay. Not just 'another' station. Angus Manwaring, Eta Cassiopeiae; it had more or less become his home...
03 Mar 2019Dixon-Phyre
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Out...and about

The door hissed aside and Mikael stepped through, his first real steps of freedom as he disembarked from the rattly Type-6 that had brought him to Asellus Primus. As he had left the ship, the pilot, lounging by the gangway, had wordlessly handed him a...
06 Jan 2019Dixon-Phyre
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A Second Chance?

Governor al-Shaheed grunted and tossed the data pad onto his desk. "Guy's a convicted criminal. Why the hell does he get released now? He's still got years to serve!" Warder Klowski shrugged. "Orders from above, Governor. Before he got...
20 Dec 2018Dixon-Phyre
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