Occasionally, I get the itch, disrupt my senseless standing grind for Duvalle Labs, I have no idea how to do that research agent thing anyway and I am just bored of the same mission ideas over and over again. I miss WH space and so I scan down a WH with my trusty Nemesis and see if I can find some hapless PI runner or miners or something.
In this I follow every WH solo-hunter’s idol, pjharvey from Tigerears.org but where she just throws out probes and helpless, hapless suicidal players fling their blinged out ships at her, I am slogging it out scanning down one system after the other with nobody home. The last three days were no exception. In the countless systems I scanned down over three days, I literally met 3 awake capsuleers….
Today I am camping in a C2 with a static C3 and a static High sec exit. This means, I always have some safety valve if things get pearshaped but so do my potential targets as well, of course. It seemed like a moderately active C2 and the C3 connection is pleasant – C3s being fairly active to begin with. They offer – in my humble opinion – the best bang for the buck, still don’t allow capital ships, still have empire access (not like C4) but their sites are actually worth running.
So, when I log into “my” C2 and see a Drake running a site, I am getting that warm and fuzzy feeling. There may be a salvager in my future. But after 2 min of scrambling around, I find the Drake happily shooting sleepers at an anomaly and salvaging at the same time. He is not local, a day tripper or tourist to take advantage of the – for high sec – amazing riches that a C2 offers a Drake.
He also flies Warrior II drones and I have a ton of respect for them in my paperplane. These guys outrun and out-dps me. On this bomber, I have a single long point with 20km engagement range which is of course a joke for a competent mission running Drake and his drones. I.e. flying into point range is suicide.
So I ponder what to do. He is taking down the cruisers in this anomaly quickly but not amazingly fast.
So, I decide to engage – but hope that he is straight stupid. When he is about half way through the last sleeper – a battleship, I go to 40km range, align to a celestial, half my speed, decloak, target and put my sensor dampener with range script on him. And torpedoes, of course. And a target painter for good measure. The idea is that he may be fairly damaged already and focused on bringing down that last battleship. My significant torpedo skills paired a target painter may make him vulnerable to be alphaed. I guess, I would need 3 rounds of torpedoes at least but if he truly was a noob, I may just get away with it. If he isn’t and comes after me, oh well, I just warp away, 40km, no Drake has point that long.
So, I target him and realize that this ain’t going to work. He has at least 75% shield left. And he is no dummy – simply warps off. His reasoning is sound. Where there is one Nemesis, other ships may be lurking. He says some things in local and vanishes. Leaving two cruiser wrecks and a few Warrior II drones behind. I’ll have those, thank you very much. At least some loot.
Ok, ok, so this hole has a C3 static. In I go and just in time to see a Russian Tengu / Drake pair finishing an anomaly. And no, they are not salvaging at the same time. This means, someone has to bring a Noctis – which makes me salivate like Pavlov’s dog to a bell.
They finish the site, warp away and the Tengu switches into a Noctis. Nice. They left some Drones behind. Oh well. In anticipation of the Noctis, I edge closer to the wrecks and work out in my head what would be the best ambush. Things take their time. The Noctis seems to be cleaning out the other site first – means more salvage for me to loot after I pop him. Oh, shiny new things I will buy and they will be even shinier with them inevitable Russian Tears. Which taste of Vodka. Did I write about the gas mining Russian Moa I blew up once? Their response was nothing but excessive. They literally mobilized the Red Storm with Battleships, T3, Arazus and anything that could possibly carry a gun. All for little ol’ me in me wee Nemesis. I felt all special.
Anyway, back to the Noctis. I can see the wreck count go down and there lands the Drake. Sure, he forgot his drones – no matter. He’ll pick them up and vanish, right? Right? Now is a good time… The Noctis lands. Go, shoo – Drake. Off you go. The Drake flies drones. And circles around the Noctis.
Ah, dang, what is it with these people today. Is there no trusts among capsuleers? What has the world come to when not even the Russians let a Noctis salvage some sleepers on its own. I mean, its big industrial ship, not some baby. It does not need a nanny. Go Drake, run along now. Sing depressing folk songs, drink Vodka and stare lovingly at the a photograph of Putin or whatever you guys do. Just get out of the way.
He doesnt. Just sits there. Until the Noctis is done, burps, rubs its fat belly and warps to its POS. The Drake follows seconds later, both pilots change to some other ships and go offline.
Cool! I get phatz lootz: I grab the 2 Hobgoblin 1 they left behind….