EVE Fiction

Originally posted by Levarris Hawk at www.minerbumping.com . Reproduced here at his request.

Really looking forward to him adding to this. It's short but it has potential.




Halaima VIII - Moon 17 - Mercantile Club Bureau - Capsuleer Docking Bay, Living Quarters

YC 113

From his personal balcony he looked out into the cavernous space of the station's hangar abuzz with activity. Various ships docked at their assigned bays, drones and an assortment of automated service vehicles careened from one location to another.

A Retriever class Mining Barge began spooling up its engines in the adjacent bay to his. He watched its owner enter his Hydrostatic Capsule with a nervous look on his face. As his capsule began to fill with fluid, he watched as the Capsuleer activated a device that was not standard equipment in a Pod. His eyes narrowed and his face became a cold dispassionate stare as he watched his neighboring Capsuleer inject himself with something that seemed to cause nearly instant unconsciousness.

The device the capsuleer activated lit up. The pod disengaged itself from its docking port and moved into position within the Retriever. Almost immediately followed by the Barges engines moving the ship out of its port and towards the station's undocking point.

He shook his head in disgust. This was far from the first Miner he has seen using automation devices, it certainly would not be the last. Even so, he reflected on each and every single time he had witnessed such activities. Each time redefining his feelings of disgust and in some cases sadness of how far the society he cared for had fallen.

He looked down into his personal docking port. Construction drones whirred back and forth. Sparks from welding torches rained small crackles of fire to the hangar floor many hundreds of meters below. The hull was nearing completion. A small smile of pride came across his face as painting drones carefully laid out the intricate camouflage pattern across the outer hull of his Fleet Issue Stabber class Cruiser.

A Hologram activated from the small control console he stood near.

"Excuse me sir, I wanted to inform you that construction is nearly completed on your ship."

He turned to look towards the holo. "Very well, thank you."

"One other thing sir, What did you want to call her?"

He glanced down at his new ship, and he thought for a brief moment of what he was about to begin.

"Sir?" The hologram repeated.

He looked towards the Hologram with a determined smile.

"Invincible, call her. Invincible."

"A fine name sir, and will you be handling the payments Mr..."

"James 315, and You'll find the amount we agreed upon has been doubled for your honesty in delivering what I asked."

"Wow, that is very generous. You're my personal savior!" The man in the hologram said enthusiastically.

He smirked at the Hologram.

"Of that, you can be certain of."

Hurry up already.