Out of Pod Experience

---11:58 LTZ---

Suddenly a second ship, a civilian salvage vessel for large scale operations, drops out of warp in zero range to the hunted matarian ship. Her sublight engines immediately firing and burning towards the stations docking sections. The unarmed ship is already badly damaged and laced with burnings all over her hull, typical signs for amarrian gunfire. Something very valuable must be inside the hangars of this ship, causing the Amarr Navy to dispatch a whole fleet to hunt for.
While the clumsy civilian ship closes to the docking section, the Matari Battleship attracts the fire by the now closing force, stretching her shields to the extreme. As the Salvager finally finishes docking procedure, the lonely guarding battleship is already shot in it's hulls. The Amarr fleet is now in perfect firing range and every lazor volley cuts deep holes followed by clouds of debris in the obviously doomed Matarian Ship.
But then something unexpected happens. In the moment, the Salvager disappears in the station interior, the Amarr stop firing immediately. Not only that, they turn and go back into warp without any visible reason.
Not wasting a second, the left and badly hit Matari fires up her last working engine and crawls to the docking clamps.

*takes a sip of her Achuran tea*

Dear god, last night was absolutely amazing. Seven is a monster and nine, well has a nice gentle touch.


And has anyone seen my earring? I seem to have lost one and It was my favourite pair.

Sadar? Well he always means well and tries to check up on me. I suppose I can get out of hand sometimes. But hes is certainly not my father. Heck, he's not even Achur.

And so? My mother is a quarter of Gallentean and yet she married a Khanid nobleman.

I might be part Gallentean, atleast the genetests indicate that it is very likely, but my dad never told me about my mum. And now it is several years since he went missing so I may never know.

Are you implying that I may not know who are my parents? -said Indah with cold voice, staring at Kate with a hateful gleam in her green eyes.

Hmm, really would like my earring back, I hope seven did not swallow it this time.

---9:12 LTZ - in a nearby system's deadspace---

"Atlantia is calling Aurora...Chloe? Are you there? Come in please."
"Aurora here, are you finished Zoe?"
"Yes I'm done, you can warp in now"
"What took you so long this time?"
"Nothing to worry about...just a little more Battleships than the agents intel told us about...luckily the amarrians are lazy gunners but can make nice discolights! - Well...more loot for us, heh!"
"I got ya *laughs*...comming in now"

A minute later, the clumsy Noctis class salvager drops out of warp next to Zoe's old Maelstrom and begins the daily pull and salvage routine.
Just as the last wreckage closes being dismanteled and transformed into the hungry salvagers hangars, a large fleet drops out of warp 100km away, closing onto the duo immediately.

"Zoe! My Ladar is suddenly full of contacts closing in! What the ****?!"
"I see them too! Fire up your warp engines and set homing course! Those are far too many and we should leave before they come in range!"
"Got ya! Going to warp in 3..2..1.."

After the Noctis dropped into warp, the Maelstrom loads it's warp engines too while already coating several exremely fast closing frigates with long range fire.
Only a few seconds before they come in jamming range, the old lady falls into warp and safety...

Oh why certainly, I would love to come over. However I may not make it until around 2.00 eve time.

I clearly recall saying no...

..... puahahahha what am I saying? was I always this stiff?