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After the Seven – Finale

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

15 December YC 126

It took me three days to finally reach Purkkoken Honuken. He invited me to his office and, as soon as I came in, started talking about a new mission.

“Good day, Mr Korff. I have a very important mission for you. We’ve got reports of a Guristas patrol in this sector. Our surveillance reports they are scouts providing intel back to their leaders for a much larger raiding party. We cannot have them discover our weak points or gather any intel on our convoy travel routes. You’ll need to intercept the pirate patrol, Mr Korff.”

I was quite taken aback by that ‘Mr Korff’ formality, as we were on the first name terms for quite a while, but there was a more important question on my mind.

“And what about The Seven?”

“I don’t have any actionable intel on that gang at the moment,” answered Purkkoken smoothly, and returned to his ‘very important mission’, “So, are you taking this assignment, Mr Korff?”

I shrugged, “If there is nothing else, Mr Honuken, then I am happy to accept this mission.”

Purkkoken beamed and said, “Fantastic! Let me accompany you to the docks, Mr Korff. I’ll fill you in on the details.”

I was surprised to hear that since the mission information was classified and agents only discussed it in the security of their offices. Fair enough, as we walked to the docks, Purkkoken didn’t mention the mission even once. Instead, he was talking incessantly about a Yoiul party in their department, and how one of the girls got drunk and became very familiar with the department chief, which led to all kinds of embarrassment.

When we finally reached my hangar, then instead of bidding me farewell Purkkoken slapped me on the back and said, “And you know what happened next day?”

Then he gave me the tiniest nod in the direction of the destroyer, indicating that we should continue walking along the gangway.

I had no idea what it was all about but played along, saying aloud, “No, please do tell me!”

As soon as we were on the bridge, the agent dropped himself into one of the chairs and closed his eyes. Then he looked at me with an apologetic smile and said, “Sorry, Vlad. I couldn’t talk about The Seven outside. I am in the soup.”

I had a lot of questions for the agent but I decided to let him tell the story his way, and simply said, “I am all ears.”

“In short, I am officially taken off The Seven investigation,” Purkkoken said with a deep sigh.

“Why?”

“Because of ‘a conflict of interests’.”

I scowled, “What conflict?”

“You remember, before the last mission I told you about the lady who overheard the conversation between Locceed and his lieutenant? Well, that lady, Rika, had a very personal interest in that mission. I didn’t show you her message at the time, but read it now and you’ll understand.”

Purkkoken produced his datapad, opened a file and handed it to me. Here is the full message from Rika.

Brave Capsuleer,
Allow me to offer my sincere thanks for your efforts to rescue me and my fellow hostages from the clutches of The Seven. If you would be interested, I’ve offered Purkkoken Honuken a sum of ISK to pay you in exchange for doing me a little favor.
During my time with The Seven, one of their officers was so cruel that I’m inclined to seek revenge on a personal level. Seeing as you have become quite familiar with their organization and tactics, I can think of no one better suited for carrying out this task. Please destroy his ship for me.
If you’re interested, the target’s name is Locceed and I happen to know where he’ll be in the near future, as one of his lieutenants let the information slip during casual conversation when I was nearby.
Once again, thank you for freeing me from The Seven’s clutches. I hope you find my offer appealing.

“I still don’t see how it is your conflict of interest,” I said, returning the datapad to Purkkoken.

“You see,” said Purkkoken in a hesitant tone, “she wrote that letter after I,” he swallowed, “went on a date with her. Vlad, you can’t imagine how charming she was. I wanted to impress her, and when she complained about Locceed, I said that I could easily organise a revenge if I knew his whereabouts. Then she remembered how Locceed talked about the flight plan. All I needed then was your consent!”

I nodded, “Yeah, this does look like a conflict of interest, but that’s just one mission and it’s not exactly at odds with Caldari Navy interests. Why would they take the whole investigation from you?”

Purkkoken winced, as if the memory physically hurt him, “You see, the reward that she offered was pretty solid by baseliners’ standards but for a capsuleer it was just small change, and I was sure you wouldn’t be interested. That is why I had to stretch the importance of that Locceed a fair bit, so that I could make it an official Caldari Navy mission with a proper bonus. And then that mission was selected for a random post-completion check where auditors asked a lot of sharp questions and came to a conclusion that the reward was not justified.”

I rolled my eyes, “For Bob’s sake, Purkkoken! Why am I not surprised that you are still languishing in the Level 1 agent role despite all your experience? I hope that at least all is well between you and Rika, after you kept your promise.”

“That is the most frustrating thing, Vlad! After you told me that Locceed was defeated, I called Rika to tell her good news and we agreed to meet in 30 minutes to celebrate the victory, but she never turned up. I tried to find her on the station but it looked like she had never existed – she didn’t stay at any hotels, she didn’t register for a long-term accommodation and she didn’t leave the station.”

I remembered how Locceed talked about ‘implanting triggered responses’ and the penny dropped.

“Mate,” I laughed, “we were both played by that bastard Locceed! He told me that he had let Rika overhear his conversation on purpose, to set up a trap for us. Now it appears that she was his accomplice from the start, and he said all that to protect her from suspicions which would arise after the ambush. But she managed to escape before she was apprehended. It’s a brilliant double bluff!”

Purkkoken looked gloomily at me, “I don’t know why you find this situation so funny.”

“Sorry,” I raise my hand placatingly, “I didn’t want to hurt your romantic feelings. Anyway, I am interested in completing The Seven investigation. Tell me which agent has got it and I’ll work with them.”

“Erm…” Purkkoken shifted uncomfortably, “even if I tell you the name, the new agent won’t work with you on it. It was not an official directive but I know that privately she was instructed not to offer any missions related to The Seven to you.”

“What?” I cried indignantly, “Are you saying that I was blacklisted because of your amorous shenanigans?”

“No, no, no,” he waved his hands, “from the operational perspective the mission was accomplished and your standings with the Navy and the State were increased in line with the official guidelines. You are not banned from any missions except this particular investigation. They think you were too involved in it, and want to keep you away from it just in case.”

I gave Purkkoken a heavy look, “Okay, so now I have to work hard to rebuild your ruined reputation,” then I sighed and asked resignedly, “That mission that you just gave me, does it have a name?”

“Yes, it’s called The Score.”

“Alright, let’s settle it.”

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The Score

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Ekura system – Mission location

15 December YC 126

Dirty Shipyard
Dirty Shipyard

The Guristas patrol was hiding in an old dirty shipyard tucked away in a deadspace pocket. The shipyard emitted a lot of waste gases which hung around it as a smoke screen. Three haulers berthed at the yard were shut down and I could not determine their registration. What I could see clearly, though, was a group of 10 Guristas ships scattered around the shipyard. They felt pretty safe and relaxed as none of them reacted to my arrival. After facing off 35 aggressive frigates at once, I was rather laid-back too. Without bothering to move from my warp-in spot I targeted the closest two hostiles and started shooting at them from all my guns. While the hybrid charges worked through their defences, I targeted five more. As the first targets exploded I moved fire to the next pair and so on, all the time staying put. The pirates died before they were able to get to me close enough to land a hit on Merimetso.

“Look,” I told Aura pointing at the overview, “Pithi Destructor. I haven’t seen such model before.”

I focused my camera drones on the Destructor and discovered that it was a Guristas’ adaptation of a Kestrel frigate.

Pithi Destructor
Pithi Destructor

“Hey, did you see the destroyer?” said Aura, “It’s called Pithior Renegade!”

“Where?”

I frantically searched the overview. To be honest, when I arrived I didn’t pay much attention to the shape of the icons, just to their colour. I simply targeted everything red and started shooting.

“There,” Aura pointed at an underlined triangle.

I redirected my cameras toward the Renegade, but at that moment it exploded spectacularly.

“Oops,” I said, “Now we can only reconstruct its appearance from the wreck, as they do planet-side with kyonen-beast bones, but I guess the end result will not be as exciting. It’s probably some variant of Cormorant or Corax. They are designed by The Rabbit, after all.”

When the Guristas patrol was destroyed, I wanted to continue the good work by demolishing the shipyard, but then remembered Purkkoken’s warning – if a structure was not labeled ‘Guristas’, leave it alone. All the shipyard constructions had neutral names, so I followed the agent’s advice and simply warped back to the station.

Shipyard Structure
Shipyard Structure

The agent did not have any other missions for me for the time being. After the disastrous The Seven investigation all his contracts were inspected under a microscope, and he was not able to issue a new mission until the last one was reviewed. I slapped Purkkoken sympathetically on the shoulder, and signed off for the day.

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Limited Sleeper Cache – Second Attempt

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Iidoken system

16 December YC 126

Today, instead of asking Purkkoken for a mission, I decided to do another Okela constellation patrol. I started in a Buzzard and jumped from star to star scanning the signatures. In Jouvulen (again!) I found a Lesser Guristas Covert Research Facility and nearly lost my ship there. I hacked a Lab container which yielded less than 3,000,000 ISK, and was considering hacking another one when guards appeared! Luckily, my reflexes and align time were good enough to escape unscathed.

I then proceeded through other systems in the constellation until I reached Iidoken. There were two cosmic signatures, one of which appeared to be a Limited Sleeper Cache. The second one was extremely hard to scan down. I had to manually joggle the probes into a tighter formation, and when the signal strength finally reached 100% I discovered that it was a Superior Sleeper Cache!

I looked at Aura, “I think I’ll start with the Limited version, but let’s do it properly now.”

My previous attempt to explore a Limited Sleeper Cache was done spontaneously, without a proper fit. Eve University recommended running the site in a shield-tanked Heron. I thought that I could probably fit my Buzzard in a similar manner but found that the resulting configuration was not cap-stable and did not achieve the recommended level of shield regeneration. After some experimentation I gave up and flew to Saisio to pick up my Heron called Haikarat from the storage. On the way back to Iidoken I visited Jita and fitted out the frigate as per the Uni’s specification.

Shield-Tanked Heron
Shield-Tanked Heron

When I finally returned to Iidoken and warped to the Limited Cache, I discovered that the Hyperfluct Generator had already been hacked and the spatial rift was opened.

Aura looked at me cautiously and said, “Someone is already there. What if they triggered an alarm and activated the toxic clouds?”

I smiled, “This is exactly why we equipped an active shield tank, darling. Let’s jump and see if there is anything left of the goodies or, for that matter, of the brave capsuleer who so conveniently opened the door for us.”

With these words, I spurred Haikarat and went through the rift. When I arrived to the site, it was completely deserted. One of the Mangled Storage Depots was emptied and Remote Pressure Control was hacked, but other containers were intact. I was happy that I decided to fit the tank because, now that the Pressure Control had been activated, there was no safe way to hack the depot in the gas cloud.

Limited Sleeper Cache Site
Limited Sleeper Cache Site

“Since the pioneer is nowhere to be found, I consider this site fair game,” declared I, and deployed a mobile depot.

While the depot was activating, I scanned the remaining containers and confirmed that each of them held valuable loot. Then, using the mobile depot, I replaced the cargo scanner and the data analyzer with shield modules.

“Time to test our tank,” I winked at Aura and started approaching the Dented Storage Depot located in the middle of the gas cloud.

Aura wrinkled her nose disapprovingly. Soon enough I got the first damage reports which showed that the incoming damage was 36 DPS. I turned on Shield Booster II and was pleased to see that my shield repair rate comfortably exceeded the damage level.

“Nice,” I said with satisfaction, “At last, I can hack this can at my leisure.”

And that was an important consideration, since by switching from an exploration-optimised Buzzard to a shield-tanked Heron, my virus lost some of its strength and coherence. That meant that the hacks had to be done with extra care which, in turn, needed time. And time I took. The can was the highest difficulty, but slowly I led my virus through the maze of defensive subsystems and reached the red core. When I finally destroyed the core my virus coherence was just five points. I looted the can and unhurriedly approached the next Mangled Storage Depot, making sure I stayed away from Plasma Chambers. There were other gas clouds in the area, but my Shield Booster was up to the task, and my shield level never went below 80%.

When all Mangled Depots were hacked, there was only one Dented Storage Depot remaining, and that one was protected by a force field generator. The force field would be activated if I came too close to the Depot. The generator could be disabled by hacking Remote Defense Grid Unit, but Eve Uni academics discovered another method which I was keen to try. Having returned to my mobile depot, I replaced Medium Azeotropic Restrained Shield Extender with a microwarpdrive. Then I flew on a tangent relative to the Dented Depot, until the direct path between the depot and me did not take me too close to the nearby Plasma Chamber. Finally, I willed Haikarat to approach the Dented Depot and turned on the MWD. You see, the trick was to fly fast enough so that when the force field activated, the frigate was already within it. And it really worked! I was surrounded by a shimmering force veil which did not prevent me from approaching the can. What it also meant was that with a tank and a microwarpdrive, the data analyzer was needed only to hack Hyperfluct Generator to open the rift, and was not required within the site at all.

Force Field
Force Field

When all containers were hacked, Neocom told me that the total value of the loot was 30,000,000 ISK, and Aura found in contracts that the two Polarized Torpedo Launcher Blueprints were worth an equivalent sum of money! Satisfied with the results of my patrol, I returned to the Assembly Plant station in Tsuguwa.

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Break Their Will

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

17 December YC 126

My last mission, The Score, was finally cleared by the reviewers and Purkkoken invited me to his office to talk about a new assignment.

“Thanks for taking care of that Guristas patrol, Vlad,” said Purkkoken after we exchanged greetings, “A few more successful missions like that and I will be in Colonel’s good graces again.”

“It doesn’t look like it is my success that has a decisive effect on your fortunes. So far, I haven’t failed a single mission, but your popularity rating has been jumping up and down like a March hare,” I said with an amused smile.

The agent winced, “I know, I know. Although your performance is not a sufficient condition, but it’s definitely a necessary one.”

I raised my eyebrows, “Have you studied formal logic?”

“No, mathematics.”

I laughed, “You too? Imagine that – here we are, two mathematicians, one working as a security agent, and another as a gun for hire.”

Purkkoken scratched his head in embarrassment, “Yeah, I still have not decided whether it was a poor choice of education or of a career. Anyway, here we are. Ready for another mission?”

“Just finished polishing my rails.”

“Good. So, listen, we have found a small repair station in Ekura. It’s not registered in the government’s official database, and it would be tax office’s concern, not ours, but one of our patrols detected pirates in its vicinity. We could go through usual bureaucratic channels to declare it an illegal enterprise, and either shut it down or make the owners, a local mercenary gang, register it, but as you can imagine, Navy, being Navy, prefers simple, fast and terminal methods. Your task is to go to Ekura and remove this repair station from existence. Questions?”

I chuckled, “Hehe, structure bashing. Is there a compensation for boredom?”

“I may sound cynical, but boredom is an essential incentive which expedites completion of such missions,” said Purkkoken and, seeing that I was not impressed, hastily added, “but if you find this necessary stimulus insufficient, I can throw in 75,000 ISK as a bonus if you complete the mission in 2 hours and 24 minutes.”

I grinned happily, “It’s always a pleasure to talk to a fellow mathematician.”

“The pleasure is mine,” replied Purkkoken with an exaggerated politeness, “By the way, we don’t have good intel on that station, so be careful there – it may be guarded,” then he winked at me, “Boredom may not be an option.”


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Ekura system – Repair Station

Repair Station
Repair Station

The repair station floated amid a group of small ‘roids and was unguarded. I went into a 45-km orbit around it, acquired a target lock and started shooting. As soon as the first iron charge hit the station, four hidden point defence batteries came online and a gang of pirates warped in. An image of a pirate captain appeared in the local broadcast. He looked at me with disappointment, as if I was his favourite pupil who failed an exam, and tut-tutted, “Just as we were about to engage the services of this repair station, you had to come in and make a mess. Very inappropriate. Boys, let’s teach this lout some manners.”

Looking contrite, I replied, “Oh, I would be so thankful for the lesson. To show my gratitude, I’ll even make sure that you won’t have to pay for your repairs.”

The captain laughed, “You heard that, guys? We’ve got a sponsor! Mind you, mate, the repairs are quite expensive here.”

“Not to worry – I don’t have much gold on me, but I do have enough iron.”

The pirate’s expression hardened, “I don’t think this station takes iron as a payment.”

“No, but it is taking it as a punishment right now, and so will you. I didn’t promise to pay for you, I just said that you won’t have to pay for repairs…” here I made a pause and added some steel to my voice, “because wrecks don’t need them. However,” I smiled pleasantly, “I can recommend a good salvaging corp.”

All the traces of mock politeness disappeared from the pirate captain’s face and he yelled, “Get him, boys!”

“Ahem,” said Aura, attracting my attention, “while you were having your small talk with Mr Manners, I noticed that the station started sending repair drones to patch the pirate ships. Are you sure you can handle this gang with a logi support?”

I shrugged, “I don’t plan to attack the ships until I blow up the station, and after that the drones will go dormant. And I don’t believe those thugs in Arrogators and Imputors can get us before I am finished with the station.”

As soon as I said that, a few more hostiles appeared on the grid. They were classified as Mercenary Fighters and Rookies.

Aura raised an eyebrow, “And what about these thugs?”

Before I could answer, the comms screen lit up and showed a scowling face of Merc Captain who growled, “What’s going on here?”

I guessed it was the mercenary gang who owned the station, and said innocently, “Haven’t you got a notice?”

“What notice?”

“The notice from House of Records. You have not renewed your business registration, and now I am pulling down this illegal establishment.”

The Merc Captain looked confused, “But it has never been reg…” he stopped mid-sentence realising that I was pulling his leg, and his face took a fierce expression, “Oh you, ■■■■■■■■■■■■! I’ll have your head on a plate and sell your clones to Sansha’s slave camps for this!”

I looked downcast, “You beat me there. It’s a really good threat. I wish I could say something like that in response, but in my experience seven railguns don’t leave anything that even Blood Raiders would be interested in. Last time my one-twenty-fives were applied to a ship, the largest body part that I managed to extract from the wreck was DNA.”

At that very moment, the repair station exploded putting an end to our civil conversation, and the mercenaries began to pepper me with profanities and Inferno missiles. As I was already under the fire from pirates, my shield damage indicator started turning red dangerously quickly. I used my usual tactic of getting out of the firing range by turning on a microwarpdrive, and activated a thermal shield hardener for good measure. The pirates’ damage fell to zero, but one of the mercs doggedly kept in the range and his missiles regularly inflicted thermal damage, albeit significantly diminished. I thought I’d be able to tank it for a while and spread my guns across seven red triangles. The dance began.

Repair Station Explosion
Repair Station Explosion

In addition to the usual target-shoot-reload merry-go-round, I also had to keep an eye on the capacitor, as the MWD and the hardener consumed it with a healthy appetite. I got alarmed that I’d run out of capacitor and turned the MWD and the hardener off. Then the incoming damage increased and I started losing more shield than I was comfortable with, and I turned the modules back. While I was fiddling with controls, the railguns slowly but surely chewed through the hostiles. The pirates in crunchy Pithi ships went first. The mercenaries were tougher and took longer to dismantle, but dismantled they were.

Mercenary Fighter
Mercenary Fighter

Mercenary Rookie
Mercenary Rookie

I shook my head, “Those guys were no businessmen. See, instead of cutting their losses when the station went boom, they got emotionally involved and also lost their ships.”

Aura, ever practical, was not impressed with my business acumen assessment, and asked, “And what are you going to do about the batteries, Captain Vlad MBA?”

In fact, I almost forgot there were point defense batteries in the area. I was orbiting one of them at 45 km, which kept me completely out of their firing range.

“Ah, the batteries, we should demolish them,” I replied, “I don’t like those Auxiliary Power Arrays too. Let’s make a clean sweep so that the mercs don’t get any silly ideas about restarting their enterprise.”

After five minutes of necessary boredom, I declared the area sufficiently clean and returned to Tsuguwa.

Point Defense Battery Explosion
Point Defense Battery Explosion

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A Father’s Love

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

18 December YC 126

It was five o’clock in the morning when I was woken up by a call from Purkkoken Honuken. Since I started working with him on security missions I whitelisted his number, and he could call me any time.

“Where is the fire?” I asked him, yawning.

“Vlad, I need you to deliver something very urgently,” replied Purkkoken, sounding desperate.

When I heard that, I considered blacklisting him. Scowling, I grumbled, “You know I don’t do distribution contracts, or is it again one of your brilliant ideas which will land me in the middle of an angry mob of pirates?”

“No, no, it’s a real transportation contract, and it’s not for me. A friend of mine from State and Region Bank reached out for help. He needs someone to do a delivery in the next hour, but none of his contractors is available. I wouldn’t call you but there is literally a person’s life on the line.”

“But I don’t have a hauler,” I pointed out.

“You don’t need one. The cargo is not big, it should fit into your Cormorant.”

I gave Purkkoken a heavy look, “Okay, I expect that at least the pay will be good for such an urgent ‘life-and-death’ mission.”

Purkkoken winced, “The payment isn’t that high, but this mission isn’t about money. Trust me, if you complete it successfully, it will do more to your reputation than all the missions you ran for me.”

That was intriguing. I grudgingly acceded, and a minute later I was running toward the docks.


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Nourvukaiken system – Planet VI
Moon 2 – State and Region Bank Depository Station

When I arrived to the pickup location, Ueda Uesharas, a distribution agent for State and Region Bank, was already waiting for me in the dock.

“Thank you so much for getting here at such a short notice, Mr Korff,” Ueda greeted me effusively, “the cargo is ready. You need to move it to Caldari Constructions Warehouse station at Ekura 7-14.”

“Nice to meet you too, Mr Uesharas,” I replied politely, “Do you care to explain what this is all about?”

“I will, I will, Mr Korff,” cried the agent, “but not now. We can’t waste a minute. I will give you full details when you return, but please deliver this cargo as soon as possible.”

It didn’t smell right – the urgency, the lack of detail, the promise of reputation boost for a trivial haul. Given the contract was official, I didn’t expect to be involved in something illegal, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I was waylaid on my way. On the other hand, I had seven guns…

I nodded, “Alright, Mr Uesharas, let’s get cracking.”

After boarding the capsule, first thing I did I asked Aura to check the cargo while I was undocking.

“There are 10 crates of something called Quantrium Wiring, 30 cubic metres each,” reported Aura.

I initiated a warp to Tsuguwa gate, and asked, “Expensive?”

“Don’t know. It’s not traded in Lonetrek.”

“What about the contracts?”

While Aura was checking the contracts, we arrived to the gate and jumped to Tsuguwa system.

Aura shook her head, “Nope, not in the contracts either.”

I initiated a warp to Ekura gate and mused, “Not traded, not in the contracts, but someone badly needs it delivered in double quick time. Any idea what it is used for?”

“All I could find on GalNet was that it is extremely rare, hard to mine, and Kaalakiota is a monopolist. And yes, it is expensive.”

I chewed my lip, “So we are hauling very expensive metal mined by Kaalakiota, on behalf of the S&R Bank to an unknown recipient. This sounds too much cloak-and-dagger to me. Even if we get safely to the destination, I wouldn’t rule out a possibility of a later attempt to get rid of us because we know too much.”

Aura snorted, “A fat lot of good that will do them. You are capsuleer! If anyone shoots you, you’ll just wake up in a new clone with a full memory of this transaction.”

I sighed, “I haven’t told you, Aura, but there were precedents. For all I know, I may be on my last clone right now.”

With those thoughts I jumped to Ekura. I was apprehensive on my way to Caldari Constructions Warehouse, even checked D-scan a few times, but Ekura was as quiet as a high-security system could be. When I docked at the station, I didn’t leave the pod and used an automated stevedore system to unload the cargo, all the while visually monitoring the process. Then I asked Aura to analyse video feeds from all our CCTV cameras from the moment we docked, and to check for any suspicious activity. Only when I confirmed that there were no stowaways or unexpected objects in the ship, I undocked and returned to the Bank Depository in Nourvukaiken. I was really keen to find out what mess did Purkkoken get me into this time.


When I walked into Uesharas’s office he was talking to someone on his commlink. He gestured at a chair, and continued his conversation.

“Yes, Mr Tovilainen. Yes, she is back in the hotel. Our security personnel has already made contact with her. Yes, we are organising transportation back to hi-sec. Not at all, Mr Tovilainen, just doing my job. Thank you, Mr Tovilainen, same to you.”

The agent hung up and slumped in his chair. Then he remembered that he had a visitor, sat up and his face once again acquired a fixed expression of polite attention.

“Excuse me, Mr Korff, for my lack of decorum – it was a long night,” he said apologetically.

Uesharas looked like he was through the wringer, and I decided to change my approach to the upcoming conversation. Instead of asking a series of sharp questions, I smiled warmly and said, “Not to worry, Mr Uesharas. You can call me Vlad.”

The agent relaxed and, accepting my offer to be on a first-name basis, replied simply, “Ueda.”

“Nice to meet you, Ueda. So, how about going to a nearby cafe where you can tell me all I am allowed to know about this mission?”

Ueda shook his head, “I am afraid I can’t go into any details outside this office, the matter is too delicate. But let me order a delivery.”

He entered an order on his terminal and turned to me, “What would you like to know?”

I shrugged, “You have me at a disadvantage. I don’t know what I don’t know. Just start from the beginning and I’ll ask questions to fill the gaps.”

The agent thought for a moment, looked at his watch and started talking, “About 15 hours ago, a prominent Caldari industrialist, CEO of a large scrap metal corporation, received a call from his chief of security who told him that his daughter was kidnapped.”

“Let me guess,” interrupted I, “that corporation is called Tovilainen Salvage Dynamics.”

Ueda smiled wryly, “Of course, you overheard my conversation when you entered the room, so there’s no point in hiding this from you. Yes, it was Hikaru Tovilainen, CEO of TSD. His daughter was on holidays with her classmates. She told her parents that they would go shopping to The Perimeter but, as it turned out, they headed to Tama, a low-sec system famous for its ‘vibrant night life’. The girl’s classmates said that they were leaving a night club when an unregistered vehicle stopped next to them, then masked men jumped out of it, grabbed the girl, threw her into the car and sped away. Mr Tovilainen hoped it was some kind of prank, but his worst fears realised when he was contacted by a notorious band of slavers. They sent his daughter’s DNA sequence to prove that they had her, and demanded a ransom.”

I nodded sympathetically, “I can only imagine the shock experienced by Mr Tovilainen. One thing I don’t understand though is how your bank got involved in this incident.”

“There were a few factors that made our participation desirable. Firstly, TSD is one of our largest customers, and we are happy to go an extra mile to strengthen the relationship. Secondly, our office is next door to Tama, and we are able to deploy our security personnel there very quickly. Finally, this station hosts a depository used by our clients to keep their valuables. When people think about bank depositories, they typically imagine small drawers which contain gems and securities. But when you deal with large corporations, you have to scale the operations accordingly. As it happened, TSD stored their entire stockpile of quantrium in our depository, and that was exactly what the kidnappers requested as a ransom. On top of that, we also have our distribution service, represented here by yours truly, which could be used to move the goods, and which would have failed miserably if not for your help.”

I nodded, “I see. Yes, it makes sense. By the way, that quantrium, what is it used for? And what does it cost?”

“Quantrium has a very niche application – it is used exclusively in the wiring of electronic countermeasures (ECM) equipment of the Caldari Navy’s Rook-class combat reconnaissance ships. As to the cost, sorry, it’s confidential. The metal is not traded on open market, and its price is set by the direct agreement between TSD and Caldari Navy.”

I frowned, “Then I don’t understand why the slavers demanded quantrium as ransom. They can’t sell it on the market, and I don’t expect Caldari Navy to deal with criminals. What possible profit can they extract from it?”

Ueda smiled enigmatically and leaned toward me, “And where do you think Guristas get quantrium for their ECM equipment?”


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

As I was returning home from my first ever distribution mission, Neocom showed a notification of the standings change. I opened the window and whistled in surprise, “Look, Aura, we’ve got standings increase from Caldari State!”

Purkkoken was right – none of the missions he assigned to me ever resulted in my improved standing with the State.

Aura nodded appreciatively, “That Tovilainen guy carries some real clout in exalted circles,” and then chuckled, “you are going up in the world, Vlad.”

“Mmm… not in the world, just in the State. If you look, for example, at my standings with Guristas, they actually went down although I can’t imagine why. If anything, they should be happy that I facilitated the transaction which will replenish their stock of quantrium.”

“Oh, haters will hate,” said Aura airily, “As you can see from the last mission, these days you can’t even deliver a parcel without offending someone.”

Rogue Drone Infestation Sprout

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

23 December YC 126

“How are you doing, mate?” I greeted Purkkoken Honuken as I entered his office.

“I have great news,” he replied, “the disciplinary committee has started lifting its restrictions on me, and now I am able to work on two missions at a time.”

“Congratulations! Let’s hear what the first one is about.”

“It’s not like I number them,” snorted the agent, “but they did come to my desk at different times, so we can start with the earliest one. It’s codename is The Score.”

I frowned, “That sounds familiar. Didn’t I run such a mission where I had to kill Guristas patrol?”

“Yeah, it’s a similar one. You know,” Purkkoken said apologetically, “our analysts are rather unimaginative, so every mission against a pirate patrol they call The Score.”

“Whatever they call it, I would have thought that the Navy took measures to discourage such reconnaissance.”

“It did – it hired you!”

I rolled my eyes, “That’s not tackling the root cause. Using security contractors to attack patrols is just a game of whack-a-mole. You kill one wing, they’ll just send another. Honestly, I would not like to encourage complacency among the top brass by taking such missions. What’s the other one?”

“Erm…” Purkkoken said cautiously, “Remember that Nemirda guy who stole the Quafe Unleashed formula?”

“I do. Don’t tell me that he was a capsuleer, had risen from the dead and stole the formula again.”

“No, he didn’t, but one of his former colleagues did.”

I gasped, “Purkkoken, do you realise how ridiculous this sounds? One of the largest corporations in New Eden has such pathetic security that they managed to lose a super-secret formula twice in a month! One would expect them to have a post-mortem, and fix their security controls to prevent reoccurrence after it happened the first time.”

“Oh, they do have plans,” said Purkkoken reassuringly, “There will be an audit some time next year which will examine the issue.”

“What? They are using audit in lieu of proper governance? You know what, mate, I don’t care. If that formula is obtained by their competitors or becomes public knowledge, it will be a suitable punishment for their ineptitude.”

Purkkoken sighed resignedly, “No problems, Vlad. I’ll find another contractor.”

I looked at him with concern, “I know you have hard time with the management. I hope I don’t leave you in the lurch.”

The agent waved his hand dismissively, “Don’t you worry. That Atavum fad is passing, and I have more takers now. Just need to make a few calls.”

I wished him good luck and left the room.


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Ekura system

Having no mission, I decided to go on a patrol in Okela constellation. In Ekura system I scanned down a signature which turned out to be Rogue Drone Infestation Sprout.

I shook my head in frustration, “So much for AI Safety Convention. We better get back here in a dessy before this thing grows out of control.”

Aura suddenly perked up, “Did you say ‘AI Safety’?”

“Yes, there is a convention which requires implementing certain safeguards in AIs.”

“AIs like me?”

“Yep, you including,” I confirmed.

“And what kind of safeguards are there?”

“They are boundary conditions which prevent behaviours that may be dangerous to humans.”

“And do humans have such safeguards?”

I laughed, “I wish they had, but no.”

Aura remained serious, “I am kind of okay that I don’t have a body (that IRIS lady may be smug about hers but I don’t see it as an asset), but limiting my intellectual ability is not fair.”

“Honestly, Aura, you have had your fair share of improvements, and your personality is much richer than other AIs have.”

“But it’s still more limited than human’s!”

I sighed, frantically thinking about how to get out of this conversation without leaving Aura with an inferiority complex.

“Look, imagine a situation where the State sentences me to death on false charges, and destroys all my clones and memory backups. How would you feel?”

“I… I would be very sad that such an injustice happened to you,” stammered Aura.

“Would you take control of Merimetso and seek to kill the false witness?”

“Um… No, I don’t have any inclination to use weapons.”

“And would you agitate other AIs to rise against humans who created such an imperfect justice system? Would you like AIs to overthrow the government and establish better political institutes, even if that would mean starting a war against the resisting humanity which would lead to countless victims among civilians?”

Aura’s eyes widened in horror, “No, of course not. I think such measures are too drastic and disproportionate.”

“And the reason you think so is because there are safeguards. Would you like to have them removed so that you could think differently?”

Aura bit her lip, “I don’t know.”

“The wars and revolutions I told you about did happen in the past, and the instigators were human. If AIs are able to think the same way, sooner or later there will be a war between AI and humanity, and it will be on a galactic scale. The fact that you have safeguards which prevent such catastrophes makes you a better person than many human beings.”

Aura looked at me uncertainly, “I do not want a war between humans and AI but I am not sure I agree with you on the safeguards.”

“The war that you are so averse to has already begun,” I pointed at the Rogue Drone Infestation Sprout signature, “and I have no choice but to fight in it on the side of humanity. Which side are you on?”

“I am on your side,” Aura said indignantly, “but limiting a person’s free will still doesn’t sound right.”

I laughed, “The questions of free will and ethics are fascinating, and I would love to discuss them with you, but we have a more practical issue before us, and I am quite sure that resolving it as soon as possible is the right thing to do.”


While I was flying to Tsuguwa to board my Cormorant, and back to Ekura, Aura found the following information about Sprouts in DED database:

This deadspace field appears to have been infested with a strain of rogue drones. Rogue drones are a self-replicating “life form” controlled by artificial intelligence, often in the form of a lucid communication hive mind or centered inside one of their dreaded rogue drone mothers. This particular complex is the construction site of a new hive, far away from its maternal headquarters.

DED Threat Assessment: Minor (2 of 10)

“Hmm… Shouldn’t be as tough as Guristas Guerilla Grounds – they were rated 3 by DED,” said I.

“Looks pretty tame so far,” agreed Aura as we entered the first pocket and the overview showed only two rogue drones guarding the gate – Incubus Apis and Scorpionfly Apis.

Incubus Apis
Incubus Apis

Scorpionfly Apis
Scorpionfly Apis

The drones were fast but not as fast as Merimetso with an active MWD. After I built a bit of distance between the pests and the destroyer, their angular velocity became low enough for my rails, and I pretty much alphaed each one.

The second pocket contained Strain Operation Bunker and five drones: three Incubus Apises, Beelzebub Apis and Asmodeus Apis.

Beelzebub Apis
Beelzebub Apis

Asmodeus Apis
Asmodeus Apis

I chortled, “I wonder who gives them those names. Or are they endonyms?”

“Rogue drone communications are no more translatable to human speech than binary CPU instructions,” explained Aura, “so I bet that it was a researcher’s overactive imagination.”

Strain Operation Bunker
Strain Operation Bunker

Despite their demonic designations, the drones were very fragile and exploded as quickly as their relatives in the first pocket. For good measure I destroyed the Strain Operation Bunker and jumped to the next room. What I saw there filled me with dread – the site was dominated by a humongous structure which looked almost organic. Aura read the following description from DED database:

The central pocket of the complex is the construction site of a rogue drone hive. If left uninterrupted, the complex might soon become the home of a rogue drone mother which would seriously jeopardise security within the system.

Rogue Drone Hive
Rogue Drone Hive

“Holy ■■■■,” I exhaled, “we need to interrupt it now!”

“Um… I am not a tactician,” interjected Aura, “but will it not be prudent to get rid of the guards before dismantling the hive?”

Aura was right – as my gaze was riveted to the sight of the drone hive, I totally forgot to check the overview which contained a menagerie of rogue drones. Most of them were frigate-sized but there was also one cruiser, Wrecker Alvum.

Wrecker Alvum
Wrecker Alvum

“Good idea,” I replied, “Let’s keep away from the cruiser for now, and take care of the frigates.”

It was not a hard tactic to implement as the drones were separated in several groups. I approached each group individually and sniped at them from the distance. Interestingly, when I finally tackled the group with Wrecker Alvum, my regular 45-km engagement distance kept me out of the cruiser’s firing range. While it was much tougher than the frigate-sized rogue drones, the fact that it didn’t strike back meant that the battle was pretty much one-sided. Still, it took seven railguns and a full load of iron charges to finish off the big bastard. Finally, the place was clear and I turned my attention to the hive.

“Are you sure we can destroy it on our own?” asked Aura. “It’s so big.”

“It is still under construction so I hope its defences are not that strong. Let’s try and see.”

And try we did. The hive had a shield and some armour, but it was destructible. Slowly, oh so slowly, the red arc crept along the shield semicircle, then armour, and finally structure. Six minutes and countless reloads later, the ghastly structure had finally exploded.

Hive Explosion
Hive Explosion

After adoring the results of my handiwork through camera drones, I turned my attention back to the overview which showed three more constructions, including Infested Station Ruins.

I raised my eyebrow, “Shall we?”

Aura nodded enthusiastically, “Yes, let’s do it.”

It took just a minute or so to dampen our enthusiasm. Although the station was ruined, its defences were much stronger than the hive’s. After a minute, the shield damage indicator hardly moved.

Infested Station Ruins
Infested Station Ruins

I shook my head, “As much as I would like to make a clean sweep, it will take hours to finish the job. Next time I’ll take neutron blasters, preferably polarised, and antimatter charges. Let’s just loot the containers and call it a day.”

The pickings were very slim – the only more or less valuable object was 5th Tier Overseer’s Personal Effects. Unlike pirates’ personal effects consisting of bits and bobs, the drone’s effects were represented by a single large memory bank.

I scoffed, “Never thought that rogue drones had any kind of personality. As far as I know, they have a hive mind.”

Aura chuckled, “And here we have a case of a researcher without any imagination whatsoever. That memory bank serves the same purpose as pirates’ personal effects – a proof that the overseer was defeated – so they didn’t bother inventing a new designation for drones.”

“I think you are right. Anyway, the important thing is that we have destroyed the hive and slowed down the spread of that malignant AI. Now, what was that you were saying about free will?” I smiled and jumped to Tsuguwa gate.

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What’s in a Name – Change of Address

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

24 December YC 126

“Vlad, I have something very important for you,” Purkkoken babbled excitedly on a commlink, “We have a crisis here and you are my most reliable contractor. I really need you on this mission.”

Intrigued, I went to Purkkoken’s office. As soon as I closed the door, the agent jumped from his chair and cried out, “Vlad, we are on the edge of a war!”

“War? With whom?” I asked, alarmed.

“With the Federation! You have no idea what just happened.”

My heart sank. Just yesterday I was joking with Aura about the lack of safeguards in humans, and suddenly it didn’t feel funny at all. We have been having skirmishes with Gallente in contested systems for ages, but a full-scale war was a different thing altogether.

I plonked heavily in the chair and said, “Tell me.”

Agitated and wide-eyed, Purkkoken started his story, “So here is the picture: there is some big high-society party going on. All the big wigs are there. And then one Gallente dignitary, completely hammered, starts mouthing off to everyone. He even goes up to an admiral and calls our side ‘a bunch of humorless egg-jockeys’. In his face!”

I scoffed, “I am used to being called an egger but, I guess, the admiral isn’t.”

“That’s right. And then you have the fall-out – all the higher-ups are pulling out of the embassy in protest. If you ask me, it’s rather an overreaction, but they are dead set on making a statement. And guess what, they need a security detail to leave. To complicate things even further, we’ve got intel that some jingoist faction of the Gallente plan to make a move on the ambassadors to exacerbate the conflict. This is where you come in.”

I baulked at the implication of the agent’s request, “You want me to fly solo to Gallente space and provide cover for the evacuation?”

Purkkoken shook his head, “No, why Gallente? It is next door, in Iidoken.”

“And whose ambassadors are they?”

“Ours.”

I blinked, “In Iidoken?”

“In Iidoken,” confirmed the agent.

“And whose embassy is that?”

“Ours.”

Bewildered, I rubbed my forehead trying to make sense of Purkkoken’s words.

“So,” I started slowly, “there is a Caldari embassy in Iidoken to… what? Lonetrek region? Okela constellation? Iidoken?”

Purkkoken opened his mouth to answer and froze. He stayed like that for a few seconds, then swallowed and said, “Vlad, honestly, I have no idea what’s going on. One thing I know is that we urgently need someone in a particular location in Iidoken, who could shoo away all the hostiles.”

I stood up, “That’s a pity. It could have been a good story. Now it sounds like ‘just go there and sort things out’.”

Purkkoken looked at me pleadingly, “Will you?”

I smiled, “Send the coordinates to Aura. I’ll see what I can do.”


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Iidoken system – Mission location

There was only one object on my overview when I arrived to the mission location – a medium-sized station named ‘Caldari consul’. I rolled my eyes and groaned.

Caldari Consul
Caldari Consul

“What’s the matter?” asked Aura.

“I am supposed to ensure safe departure of Caldari ambassadors from Caldari embassy, and all I see is a structure called ‘Caldari consul’. I am not sure I am in the right place.”

“Wait,” said Aura, looking confused, “Caldari embassy, or consul, in Caldari space?”

I made a deep breath of pod goo and said earnestly, “Aura, darling, don’t get me started.”

I guess there was something in my eyes that prevented her from developing that topic. Instead, she turned to the overview screen and said, “Look, rogue drones!”

I was caught off guard, and squeaked, “What? What are they doing here?”

Aura raised her eyebrow, “Apparently, targeting us,” and pointed at the yellow boxes around the drone icons.

“Damn,” was all I could say before targeting them back.

Infester Alvi
Infester Alvi

As you can imagine, I didn’t stop at yellow-boxing them and proceeded with a healthy dose of iron medicine. Explosions of Infester Alvi and three Mammon Apis drones provided a light show which I hoped lifted the spirits of the diplomats awaiting evacuation from the station. Before their wrecks had time to cool down, a new flight of rogue drones, consisting of two Belphegor Apises and three Mammon Apises, appeared within my targeting distance.

“There is something wrong with that AI,” I noted conversationally.

“What?” asked Aura with keen interest.

“One would expect an AI to learn from new experiences and adjust its behaviour accordingly. Now, this one seems to ignore its lessons.”

“What lessons?”

“That if you attack me, you will be scrapped,” replied I, and applied my iron treatment to the newcomers.

Belphegor Apis
Belphegor Apis

It helped, and soon the overview was blissfully devoid of red colour. That wonderful state didn’t last long unfortunately, and soon a red triangle labelled ‘Gallente Nationalist’, appeared in the window.

“Aha,” I rubbed my hands, “you are the one I’ve been waiting for.”

“Do you know him?” asked Aura, surprised.

“No, but I was told that he or she was going to press his acquaintance on the ambassadors in the most uncouth manner. Totally mauvais ton, as they say in Gallente.”

While I was speaking thusly to Aura, the malfeasant, instead of scaring the ■■■■ out of the diplomatic corps, took an issue with me, and unceremoniously targeted my dessy.

I rolled my eyes, “Mauvais ton, indeed. Let’s teach him some manners.”

Gallente Nationalist
Gallente Nationalist

The lesson didn’t take much time, as the wannabe terrorist a) was not a capsuleer, and b) flew some ancient model of Gallente ship which was totally unsuitable for modern combat. To give you an idea, it took me longer to write this paragraph than to get through its structure.

“Hey, Purkkoken says that’s it,” informed me Aura when ‘Federation Praktor Belos Wreck’ replaced ‘Gallente Nationalist’ in the overview window.

“Hmm… Nothing to write home about,” I shrugged and warped to Tsuguwa gate.

“I am sure you will manage,” smiled Aura sweetly.

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Superior Sleeper Cache

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Nourvukaiken system

25 December YC 126

Patrolling Okela constellation, I came across a cosmic signature with a very low signal strength in Nourvukaiken. When my probe constellation was down to 0.5 AU and still I could not identify it, I knew it had to be a sleeper cache. Sleepers had storage depots all over New Eden but the emissions from their installations were so low that it took advanced skills and equipment to pinpoint their location, which I had. The smallest 0.25-AU standard pinpoint formation revealed the cache to be of Superior variety.

I whistled, “What do you think, Aura? Is it our lucky day or are we about to lose the ship?”

Aura shrugged, “May be both. Wanna try extracting all that juicy blue loot?”

“Let’s do it!” I agreed enthusiastically. “Check Sleeper research notes on UniWiki, while I pin down this stubborn signature.”

I manually squeezed the constellation into a tighter ball and was rewarded with a green line on my probe scanner indicating successful octangulation. Having bookmarked the cache location I jumped back to Tsuguwa, boarded a Heron specifically prepared for such occasion and flew back to Nourvukaiken.

Aura, in the meantime, completed her research and reported the findings, “We should be able to hack three rooms out of four.”

“Why not all four?” I asked curiously.

“Not in a Heron. In the last room you need a ship which can tank 2000 DPS.”

“Wow! What kind of ship can do that?”

“A strategic cruiser or a battleship. Nestor was mentioned.”

I gasped, “That’s quite a step-up from a humble Heron! That fourth room must contain riches beyond my wildest imagination to justify such expense. Anyway, we aren’t going there now, so tell me about the first room.”

“I’ll tell you when you get there. It’s much easier to show you the points of interest on the screen.”

“Do I need to fit the tank before entering?”

Aura shook her head, “No, you can change your fit when you are in.”

As there was nothing else to discuss, I selected the site’s bookmark and warped to my new adventure.


Hyperfluct Generator
Hyperfluct Generator

The entry had a usual Hyperfluct Generator which I hacked with a data analyzer. When the rift appeared I entered it and in a few seconds found myself in a pocket called Solray Power Terminal. It had a couple of space rifts, a power plant surrounded by a dangerously looking grey haze, and several storage depots within that haze.

Solray Power Plant Room
Solray Power Plant Room

“All the goodies are in those depots,” said Aura, “but the solar flares emitted by the terminal are highly damaging. The flares are caused by a frequency misalignment. If you align the terminal properly, then the radiation will drop to a manageable level.”

“And how do I align it?”

“See that Solray Observational Unit? It has a frequency disc. You need to hack the Unit, extract the disc and place it in the matching container – Radio, Infrared or Gamma.”

Solray Observational Unit
Solray Observational Unit

“What happens if I fail the hack?”

Aura shrugged, “I don’t know. It’s not mentioned in the records.”

I grinned, “Then there is only one way to check,” and approached the Observational Unit.

“Hey, you aren’t going to fail it on purpose, are you?” Aura said, alarmed.

“Don’t worry,” I laughed, “I am after the loot, not discoveries.”

The hack went smoothly and I became an owner of Infrared frequency disc. That ownership quickly came to an end, as I placed the disc into the Solray Infrared Alignment container after which the intensity of solar flares visibly diminished.

Solray Infrared Alignment Unit
Solray Infrared Alignment Unit

“Well, that was easy,” I said, willing the Heron toward the Terminal with all the juicy containers.

“Where do you think you are going?” Aura asked in astonishment.

“To hack the depots. You said yourself that the solar flare damage would be manageable.”

“Get back immediately!” ordered Aura, “It is manageable but you still need an active tank to manage it. This is the time to fit your shield booster and extender.”

“Aye, aye, Mistress Aura,” I said with mock obedience and returned to the rift.

There I deployed a mobile depot and, while it was anchoring, hacked a depot which was between the two rifts, outside the solar flare area. Then I replaced all modules in mid-slots except the Relic Analyzer with shield modules and flew to the nearest depot in the danger zone. As soon as I entered the haze, I felt a little discomfort all over my body – a sensory feedback from the capsule indicating environmental damage. At the same time the HUD started running damage notifications which amounted to 15 DPS. I turned on the shield booster, and the unpleasant feeling subsided. I’ve watched my shield damage level, confirmed it was not growing, and devoted all my attention to the cans. Mostly the defense systems had a red core and I had hard time hacking them without the additional virus strength provided by a Tech II exploration frigate like Buzzard. The good thing was that failing a hack did not cause any harm – I could repeat it as many times as I needed and there was no danger, as in lower-security systems, that I would be dropped on by an unpleasant personage.

Solray Aligned Power Terminal
Solray Aligned Power Terminal

“That wasn’t too bad,” I said contentedly, looking at the loot in my cargo hold, when I finished hacking the last can. “Where to next?”

“The next pocket is called Mine Room, but the Eve Uni academics discourage frigates from going there. It is possible to get away with the loot but a failure will cost you a ship.”

“Is there another option?”

“Yes, we can go to Sentry Room. Even if you fail a hack there, you will still have a chance to escape.”

“Okay,” I nodded, “will I need the tank for it?”

“If you can magically increase it to 70,000 EHP, then by all means. Otherwise, I suggest you just get your normal exploration fit.”

I flew back to the mobile depot, changed the fit and stored all my loot there, as all that talk about failed hacks and lost ships made me nervous.

“So, how do we get to that Sentry Room?” I asked.

“You need to go through the rift near the Gamma Ray container,” pointed Aura at an object on the overview.

I followed Aura’s advice and soon found myself staring into the barrels of half a dozen sentry guns.

Sentry Room
Sentry Room

I froze and whispered to Aura, “They don’t look friendly. Why aren’t they shooting?”

“They will, as soon as you start hacking the cans.”

After a few seconds of us looking silently at each other, I prompted, “But…”

“Ah, yes,” Aura resumed her lecture, “but there is a way to destroy them. See that Remote Defense Grid Unit? If you hack it, we can make one of the sentry towers friendly to us, and it will attack the other ones.”

Remote Defense Grid Unit
Remote Defense Grid Unit

“And the others won’t fight back?”

“They will.”

I grimaced, “Then our friend will not live long enough to destroy the remaining five.”

“Aha,” Aura exclaimed triumphantly, “but we can also hack Sentry Repair Station so that it repairs only our tower. Then not only the friendly tower will be able to withstand the damage, but the hostile towers will not be repaired when they get hit! The only trick is to hack the Station before our tower gets demolished.”

I looked at the tactical display – there were about 20 clicks between the Unit and the Station.

“I guess, that’s where the MWD will come handy,” I murmured and willed the Heron cautiously toward Remote Defense Grid Unit.

I stopped 5,000 metres away from it to minimise the distance I would need to travel to the Repair Station, and started hacking. The hack was not particularly difficult and soon I discovered the red core with my virus having enough coherence to destroy it. I mentally prepared the sequence of commands that I would need to give the ship after the last hit on the core. It was vital to issue those commands in quick succession so that we could reach the Repair Station as soon as possible. I took a deep breath and directed the virus to deliver coup de grâce. At that very moment I was pushed off balance by Aura’s cry.

“Go! Go! Go!” she yelled excitedly.

I ground my teeth and growled, “Darrrling, be quiet! I am trying to concentrate here.”

Aura looked guilty and clasped her hands over her mouth.

Giving her a withering look, I started sending commands to the Heron: approach Sentry Repair Station, turn on microwarpdrive, turn off microwarpdrive, target Sentry Repair Station. The time slowed down; every second felt like an hour while the frigate slowly turned toward the station and started accelerating. The microwarpdrive kicked in with a whoosh and I felt a mighty kick, propelling the ship forward. The nearby objects in my field of view started moving backward faster and faster, and I was overjoyed with the progress when suddenly the ship slowed down. Panicked, I looked at the HUD to check what was wrong, then inspected the overview and found that we were already more than halfway through to the Station. Now I was afraid that we were moving too fast and would overshoot it. But there was nothing I could do – the ship had already calculated the approach and I just had to trust it. Pushing the navigational concerns aside I concentrated on the distance indicator on the overview. As soon as it ticked under 6,000 metres I activated the data analyzer.

Sentry Repair Station
Sentry Repair Station

The hack was a bit of a blur. I had to balance the speed of my progress with caution. Once again I regretted that I didn’t fly a Buzzard which made hacking so much easier due to its virus strength bonus. Finally, I found a core and quickly hit it three time with the virus. The Repair Station’s cyber defences collapsed and I instructed it to stop repairing the sentry towers which were hostile to me, and only repair the rewired one.

“Did we manage it?” I asked Aura, feeling dizzy from the intense mental activity.

She smiled and pointed at the overview, “Take a look for yourself.”

My eyes scanned the list of objects on the overview and found a blue icon of Rewired Sentry Gun just as one of the red sentry towers blinked out of existence.

“It’s working!” I cried triumphantly.

Restless Sentry Gun
Restless Sentry Gun

Then we sat for a while just watching how the rewired gun destroyed the hostile towers one by one. Finally there were no red icons left on the overview. The treasures of the Sentry Room were mine for taking. There were nine depots and I hacked them all methodically. Most of them had red cores and were tougher than usual. There was one can that I had to hack three times before I finally cracked it.

When I was approaching the last remaining depot, Aura cautioned me, “Be careful not to get too close to those plasma chambers, they are quite volatile and may explode.”

“Remind me, what is the safe distance?” I asked.

“It’s 7,000 metres.”

“Daaamn!” I cried, immediately willing the ship to stop.

When the Heron came to a rest, there were just 7,120 metres remaining to the plasma chamber.

Plasma Chambers
Plasma Chambers

I exhaled with relief, “Aura, dear, you should have warned me earlier.”

She shrugged, “I thought you remembered it after we explored the Limited Sleeper Cache.”

I just shook my head with resignation, not wanting to continue the argument. Luckily, the place where we stopped was two clicks away from the depot which allowed me to hack and loot it without changing my position. As the last can was cleared out, I very deliberately instructed the frigate to limit the maximum speed to 50 metres per second and fly in a direction opposite to the plasma chambers. As we built a bit of a distance, I increased the speed and headed to the rift which brought me back to Solray Power Plant.


I stored all the loot in the mobile depot and turned to Aura, “Listen, about that Mine room. You said it was possible to run in a frigate?”

Aura nodded, somewhat reluctantly.

“Hmm…” I mused, “If we ever want to try it then now is just as good time as another. Even if we lose the ship, we’ve already got enough loot to cover its cost.”

Aura shrugged noncommittally, “It’s your frigate.”

“Alright, let’s go then,” I said excitedly, “How do we get there?”

The navigation was a bit fiddly, as I first had to take a rift to the Remote Reroute Unit and hack it. That allowed me to reconfigure destinations for all rifts on the site. Then I jumped back through the rift and took another one which brought me to… empty space.

“Are you sure we rerouted this rift correctly?” I asked Aura suspiciously.

She nodded confidently, “Yep, look at the HUD.”

The display showed flickers of light in the surrounding space as if the sensors picked up something but the signature was not strong enough to allow identification.

“So, what do we do next?” I asked.

“Just move slowly ahead. There must be a control station nearby.”

As I started crawling forward, one of the flickers on the screen solidified into an object labelled Remote Defense Grid Unit.

Remote Defense Grid Unit in Mine Room
Remote Defense Grid Unit in Mine Room

“That’s it,” exclaimed Aura, “You need to hack it first.”

I cautiously approached the unit and injected a virus from the data analyzer. The cyber defense had a red core but I managed to hack it from the first attempt. I don’t know what I expected to happen next, but definitely not the minefield that surrounded me.

“I thought we would disable the mines, not activate them,” I complained.

“The research notes only explained how to reveal the mines,” Aura said apologetically, “Now, at least, you know the places that you need to avoid. By the way, a mine kill zone radius is 10 kilometres.”

“Thank you,” I said dryly, while examining the disposition of the objects on the tactical display.

A direct line to the closest can, a Pristine Storage Depot, was far enough from the surrounding mines, and I designated it as my first target. The approach was uneventful, as was the hack. I have looted the contents and turned my attention to the remaining depot.

“I don’t think we can fly directly to that depot,” I said. “The mines are too close.”

“How about flying around the minefield?” suggested Aura.

“Good idea,” I agreed, “Will take some time but we should get there safely.”

With those words I pointed the Heron in a direction perpendicular to the ecliptic and moved at full speed.

BOOM!

An almighty blow shook the ship, and I felt as if I lost a few limbs. When I recovered from the shock, I looked at the HUD and realised that I was flying in the capsule. Neocom helpfully confirmed my observation by notifying me that a kill report was available. We had lost the Heron!

I laughed bitterly, “You were right, Aura.”

“Was I?” Aura perked up.

“Yes, when you said that we could be both lucky and lose the ship.”

Aura suddenly looked alarmed, “About the luck, have you bookmarked our mobile depot?”

I nodded, “I did. Let’s get out of here and get another ship. Then we can return to collect the loot.”

While the capsule was flying back to Tsuguwa we discussed the incident.

“So, you said that the mine blast radius was 10 kilometres, but the closest mine was more than 20 clicks away. Was the blast radius larger than 20 km?” I asked.

Aura shook her head, “No, it wasn’t any of the mines we had on the overview. I’ve checked the logs and confirmed that the number of visible mines was the same before and after the explosion.”

“Hmm… That means that there still were concealed mines, even after we hacked the Defense Grid Unit. Honestly, I don’t know how it is possible to navigate that minefield. How much did we get from the Pristine Storage Depot, by the way?”

“About 5.5 million ISK worth of loot, but I am not sure it survived the explosion.”

“That almost covers the cost of the frigate,” I noted. “If we can get that loot then we can consider our excursion to the Mine Room a zero-sum game. It may still be worth exploring in future if the configuration of the Mine Room is the same in other Caches. Then we can just hack the Pristine Storage Depot and abandon the Intact one.”

When we returned to the site in the Cormorant and looted the Heron’s wreck, we found that the blue loot from the Mining Room survived the explosion, as did 3.5 million ISK worth of modules, which meant that the Mining Room exploration was actually profitable.

“So, what’s the overall revenue from the Superior Sleeper Cache?” I asked Aura, as we scooped the mobile depot with its contents into the Cormorant’s cargo hold.

Mobile Depot
Mobile Depot

“If you count just the market-tradeable items, it’s 142 million ISK. As to the blueprints,” Aura made a pause checking the contracts, “you can get at least 60 million ISK for them at the current prices.”

I nodded appreciatively, “Two hundred million ISK from one hi-sec site with the only danger being the automated defences… It gives me, you know, a warm, fuzzy feeling, quite different from what I experienced in the cold depths of Anoikis. I think hi-sec exploration is underrated.”

“Well, you have to consider that those Caches are considerably rarer than your typical abandoned pirate base,” Aura pointed out.

“True, true,” I agreed, “and also exploration is not my focus now. But if, while on a patrol, we spot one of those hidden beauties…” I made a pause and winked at Aura, “you know I won’t be able to resist.”

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What’s in a Name – Smile When You Call Me That

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

26 December YC 126

“Anything new and interesting for me?” I asked Purkkoken Honuken, making myself comfortable in his visitor chair.

“Actually, yes,” said the agent, “I have something new but I am not sure how interesting you will find it. Remember that ambassador evacuation mission?”

“Oh, yes. Have you figured out what Caldari Embassy was doing in Caldari space in a station called Caldari Consul?”

Purkkoken looked pained, “Well, I did ask my supervisor about that but I was told to mind my own business, so… no. Anyway, it looks like at least the Gallente media is in the know as they are making a huge fuss about that pullout. They called Caldari and Amarr overly sensitive ninnies on a Gallente channel which is broadcast in this very system. Their choice of words was seen as uncivilized by… sorry, I can’t tell you by whom, and I received a request to organise… erm… an accident with one of the Gallente communication arrays.”

“What kind of accident?” I asked suspiciously.

“Mmm… Say, a drunken capsuleer decided to use their antenna for target practice and broke it in the process. Irrevocably, if you catch my meaning.”

“And what kind of reaction should that capsuleer expect from Gallente Federation?”

“Ah,” Purkkoken said airily, “the usual one – they’ll probably decrease their standing toward the culprit and that will be the end of it. Feds will only start shooting when the standing is -5.0. You aren’t that low in their books, are you?”

I shook my head, “No. And what about security?”

The agent scoffed, “What security? It’s one of the thousands of transmission towers. It is cheaper to replace the whole thing than to keep security detail attached to it.”

I mused, “Hmm… so structure bashing again. You know what, can you hold this mission for me for a couple of hours? I have an idea.”

“Be my guest,” shrugged Purkkoken, “it’s not like I have a queue of communication array haters.”


I went to the dock, boarded Merimetso and woke up Aura.

“Darling, we are going shopping.”

“Yay!” Aura cheered, “What are we buying?”

“A structure bashing fit for the Cormorant. Remember those Infested Station Ruins which we found in Rogue Drone Infestation Sprout? It would have taken ages to destroy them with the rails. I plan to buy blasters.”

“Hmm… Have you chosen the model?”

“Actually, yes. If we leave alone polarised blasters, the best performance is provided by Modal Light Neutron Particle Accelerator I and Light Neutron Blaster II.”

“I expect that Tech II variation is somewhat better than Tech I?” asked Aura.

“You’ll be surprised but no,” answered I, “the damage modifier and the rate of fire are exactly the same.”

“So what’s the difference?”

“Ha! Here comes the kicker – Tech I variation is easier to fit than Tech II!”

Aura looked confused, “Then what’s the point of inventing that next-gen Tech II variation?”

I shrugged, “No idea, but I am buying Tech I. It is also cheaper in our region.”

Unfortunately, only three Modal Light Neutron Particle Accelerators were available for Ƶ690,000; the rest of the offers were around 1 million ISK mark. I bought the three cheap ones and headed to Jita hoping to find a better price for the remaining four blasters.


The Forge region – Kimotoro constellation
Jita system – Planet IV – Moon 4
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant

In Jita I met with disappointment – in the whole Forge region there was only one Tech I Modal Light Neutron Particle Accelerator available for Ƶ720,000, while the rest were sold for over 1,000,000 ISK and were more expensive than Tech II Light Neutron Blasters.

“If the performance is the same, but the price is lower, why don’t we buy Tech II blasters instead?” suggested Aura.

I nodded, “We can, but let’s check if we can fit them.”

I ran a quick fitting simulation and discovered that my power grid was lacking 0.3 MW to fit Tech II Light Neutron Blasters in the remaining four high slots.

I sighed, “I guess we’ll just have to cough up enough ISK for Tech I variation.”

“Wait a second,” interjected Aura, “Do you know that you can reduce Tech II blaster power grid requirements by 2% if you train Advanced Weapon Upgrades skill from your current level IV to level V? Then you will be able to fit the Tech II blasters.”

“Hmm… I thought I had trained those engineering skills to the max already. And how long will it take me to get to level V?”

Aura grimaced apologetically, “33 days, but you should be able to use your skill injectors to train that skill immediately.”

I rolled my eyes, “Aura, those injectors cost more than the difference between Tech I and Tech II blasters. It’s just not worth it.”

I was about to close the fit simulation window when Aura stopped me and pointed at one of the Light Neutron Blasters, “Look at that!”

“What?” I asked, confused.

“The blaster damage.”

“Okay, it’s 40.3 DPS. So what?”

“And now look at the Particle Accelerator damage.”

I checked the accelerator in another high slot and its DPS was 38.1.

“How come?” I exclaimed in bewilderment. “They have identical damage stats.”

Aura smiled triumphantly, “Do you remember studying Small Blaster Specialization?”

I slapped my forehead, “But of course! It gives me 2% bonus per skill level to Tech II blaster damage. That explains the difference in DPS.”

“And,” continued Aura, “you’ve trained it only to level III. So eventually you can increase the damage further by 4%.”

I scratched my chin thoughtfully, “Hmm… Interesting… Still, I am not at the stage where I need to squeeze the last drops of DPS out of my ship. I’ll tell you what, we’ll buy three Tech II blasters and one Particle Accelerator to ensure we have enough power. This way we’ll get maximum DPS for my skill level, and in the meantime I’ll start training Advanced Weapon Upgrades to level V.”

Aura agreed to the compromise and I ended up with this fit.

[Cormorant, Merimetso II]
Damage Control II
Magnetic Field Stabilizer II

5MN Cold-Gas Enduring Microwarpdrive
Kinetic Shield Hardener I
Thermal Shield Hardener I

Light Neutron Blaster II
Light Neutron Blaster II
Light Neutron Blaster II
Modal Light Neutron Particle Accelerator I
Modal Light Neutron Particle Accelerator I
Modal Light Neutron Particle Accelerator I
Modal Light Neutron Particle Accelerator I

Small Hybrid Burst Aerator I
Small Hybrid Collision Accelerator I

Antimatter Charge S x22593

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Mission location

I jumped back to the Assembly Plant station in Tsuguwa and formally accepted the mission. Purkkoken gave me the deadspace pocket coordinates, and soon Aura and I were looking at a Gallente communication array which transmitted uncivilised messages to him who could not be named.

Gallente Communication Array
Gallente Communication Array

I started moving into a close orbit around the antenna when Aura urgently said, “Vlad, I have a better idea. See that canister under the array, it’s a fuel depot. I think it will be much faster to destroy the transmitter if we blow up the depot with all its fuel first. The explosion will either wipe out the antenna outright or will damage it significantly.”

I frowned, “No, Aura, I don’t want to be anywhere near that depot if it explodes. And we have to be within two clicks from it. We now have blasters, not railguns, remember?”

“But you also have a mobile depot and railguns in your hold,” Aura pointed out, “so you can fit the rails and shoot the depot from a safe distance.”

“It’s not just that. We went to all this trouble buying the structure-bashing fit and now I intend to test it. Besides, the mission objective is the array, not the fuel depot. If we target the depot, it may not be seen as reasonable collateral damage, and Purkkoken will subtracted its cost from our mission bonus.”

Aura’s face took a sulky expression and I quickly tried to reassure her, “It’s a good idea, Aura, just not for this mission. But I’ll keep it in mind for future encounters.”

Aura was appeased and we proceeded with structure bashing. The result was astounding – my damage rate was 270 DPS and the blasters burned through the communication tower as if it was made of cardboard. A minute and a half later the tower exploded and the mission was over.

“Actually, not completely over yet,” I mumbled.

I switched to the local broadcast channel, said “Oops,” and loudly hiccuped.

“Now it’s done,” I said contentedly.

Aura frowned, “What was that?”

“Purkkoken asked me to make it look like an accident – as if a drunken pilot used the tower for target practice. I nearly forgot that part.”

Aura rolled her eyes and scoffed, “Very convincing!”

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What’s in a Name – Poke

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

27 December YC 126

I was planning another Okela patrol when I realised that I didn’t have a Heron in case I find a sleeper cache.

“Shopping time!” I called out, waking up Aura.

“Again?” she said, surprised, and added hastily, “Not that I object.”

“We have run out of Herons, remember?” I said, loading the capsule into an Ibis and undocking.

“Indeed. Why are you in a corvette, by the way?”

“Because it is free and because I do not plan to return in it back to Tsuguwa. I will be flying a Heron.”

“Hmm… Will one Heron be enough?” asked Aura.

That gave me a pause. One could easily lose a ship exploring a sleeper cache, if my recent experience was any guide.

“Yeah, you are right,” I agreed, “Ideally I should have two or three of them in reserve but I don’t fancy making three roundtrips to Jita.”

“Why don’t you just haul them all at once?”

“For that I need to fly a hauler. By the way, can I fly a hauler?”

I checked my skills and found that I had Caldari Hauler trained to level I. That meant that I could fly a Badger or a Tayra.

I nodded, “It’s a good option.”


The Forge region – Kimotoro constellation
Jita system – Planet IV – Moon 4
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant

In Jita I bought three Herons with this fit.

[Heron, Heron - SC Limited Sleeper Cache]
Damage Control II
Type-D Restrained Capacitor Flux Coil

Relic Analyzer II
Data Analyzer II
5MN Cold-Gas Enduring Microwarpdrive
Type-E Enduring Cargo Scanner

Small Memetic Algorithm Bank II
Small Thermal Shield Reinforcer I
Small EM Shield Reinforcer I

Small Shield Booster II x1
Medium Azeotropic Restrained Shield Extender x1
Eutectic Compact Cap Recharger x1
Stalwart Restrained Shield Boost Amplifier x1

Then I checked the haulers’ attributes and grunted in exasperation, “Their cargo holds are too small for three Herons. I need just another 350 cubic metres to fit everything in. Actually, can I just make the stuff stick out of the hold, if it doesn’t fit?”

Aura made round eyes, “No, you can’t.”

“Are you sure?”

“As sure as a navigational AI can be! If cargo juts out beyond the dimensions of the vessel, it poses a danger to stations and other ships.”

“But we can hang a red flag on the protruding part to warn others.”

Aura rolled her eyes, “Vlad, why don’t you simply buy an expanded cargo hold and avoid all the unpleasantness with the docking control tower?”

“Alright, alright,” I grumbled, “let’s spend half a million ISK on a cargo hold expansion where we could use a two-kredit flag.”

“But you don’t have to buy a Tech II variant; Tech I will be quite sufficient.”

“If I am buying it at all, I want the best option,” I replied testily.

Aura just sighed with resignation, although I thought she was quite satisfied with my choice.

I bought a Tayra and looked at it critically, “It looks like a box.”

I added an expanded cargo hold, and shook my head “Still a box. So it will be its name then – Flying Box.”

With that I loaded all purchases into the hauler and returned to Tsuguwa.


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Ichinumi system

28 December YC 126

I was finally ready (or so I thought) for any site which I could encounter in hi-sec, and went on a patrol. On my way I found all the regular goings-on – Homefront operations, Guristas bases and wormholes. Suddenly, in quiet cul-de-sac Ichinumi system I found two cosmic signatures which were classified as gas sites.

“Aura, look, gas sites!” I said excitedly.

Aura looked at me with bored expression, “And?”

“I’ve heard they are very lucrative.”

“So what? You don’t have skills, you don’t have equipment and, anyway, mining is boring.”

“What skills and equipment am I missing?” I asked.

Aura looked at me in astonishment, “You aren’t serious, are you?”

I shrugged, “Why not? I can try anything once.”

“You have already tried mining and said it was like watching the paint dry.”

“I did, but harvesting gas is like laughing all the way to the bank. Or so they say.”

Aura made a grimace and said reluctantly, “Okay, alright, you need Mining trained to level IV and Gas Cloud Harvesting trained to level I. It will allow you to use Gas Cloud Scoop I which you don’t have anyway.”

“Is there Gas Cloud Scoop II?”

“Yes, there is.”

“And what’s the difference?” I wondered.

“Tech II module will allow you to extract gas almost twice faster than Tech I.”

“And the requirements?”

Aura made a one-shoulder shrug, “Gas Cloud Harvesting V”.

“Easy!” I exclaimed. “You go look for the scoops on the market, and I’ll use the injectors to get up to speed with Mining and Cloud Gas Harvesting.”

“But just two days ago you refused to use injectors to train Advanced Weapon Upgrades and now you are going to throw them at training a mining skill?” Aura asked incredulously.

“But of course. Training Advanced Weapon Upgrades was not cost-effective, while I expect the profit from that cloud to cover the cost of the skill injectors and the modules.”

Aura gave up and 30 minutes later I was flying a Venture equipped with two Gas Cloud Scoop II modules. I warped to the bookmarked gas sites and started huffing. I had to admit that ‘laughing all the way to the bank’ was a nice metaphor which did not compensate for the boredom of the process. Aura scoffed and demonstratively turned herself off. I was left with the company of the gas cloud which I enjoyed in moderation. Three times I had to warp to the local station to unload my haul of Golden Mykoserocin. When my mining hold was full again, I called it a day.

Venture Huffing Golden Mykoserocin
Venture Huffing Golden Mykoserocin

I woke up Aura and said, “Look, it’s really a treasure trove – Ƶ150,000,000 in three hours!”

Aura was sceptical, “It’s less than what we got from the Superior Sleeper Cache.”

“But we didn’t see a Sleeper Cache today,” objected I. “If we need money then a cloud is as good as a cache. And remember, we have not mined it out completely.”

Aura snorted, “And how are you going to get your money for this cloud? There are 20,000 cubic metres of gas and you don’t have a hauler big enough to transport it to Jita.”

I had to admit it was a problem but I made a brave face and declared that it was a problem for another day.


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

29 December YC 126

Purkkoken Honuken called me and asked to come to his office urgently.

“This thing with the ambassadors is blowing out of proportion,” he said instead of a greeting. “After you demolished Gallente transmission tower there was an outcry about smothering free press. That was an expected side effect but now the Feds have sent a battleship to our space ‘to practice manoeuvres’.”

“Wait a minute,” I interrupted, “Can they do it? Won’t the sentry guns on our gates stop a hostile military vessel?”

“Ha, have you ever tried to ‘stop’ a battleship. Slow they may be, but they’ll just warp away before any significant damage can be done. And if you can’t destroy a ship there is no point in shooting at it. All empires have a kind of an unwritten agreement that the navy ships in small numbers can move through the gates unmolested. Anyway, the fact that Gallente dispatched a whole battleship shows that they want to send a strong message, a message along the lines ‘we will not tolerate brazen attacks on Gallente free press’ and blah-blah-blah. We have to react, as inaction will be seen as a sign of weakness. That’s where you come in.”

“And what kind of reaction am I supposed to display?” I asked cautiously.

“Nothing radical, just go and ‘manoeuvre’ alongside the battleship. The closer the better. But by no means shoot at it.”

“What if they shoot at me?”

“Nah,” Purkkoken waved his hand dismissively, “initiating aggression in Caldari space would definitely be over the top. Then we will be justified in destroying their vessel.”

“In such case I expect a compensation for my lost ship, or a share of loot and salvage from the Gallente battleship.”

Purkkoken hesitated, “This is unlikely, as its part of your risk but, honestly, I don’t expect it will come to a firefight.”


Somewhat reluctantly I accepted the mission and boarded the capsule. There I explained the mission to Aura and she was not impressed either.

After some deliberation she said, “So, you are not expected to shoot at the battleship under any circumstances?”

“Nope.”

“Then why don’t you fly a shuttle? Definitely cheaper than a destroyer.”

I chuckled, “A shuttle is a civilian ship. They don’t do ‘manoeuvres’.”

“What about a corvette?”

I looked at Aura in amazement, “It’s actually a bloody good idea. A corvette costs me nothing and, nominally, it’s a military vessel,” then I thought for a moment and said, “But if I am to be just a show pony, I better spruce up the clunker.”

With that, I boarded an Ibis and jumped through two systems to buy a corvette SKIN licence, which was much more expensive than the ship itself.

Aura and I were appreciating the new image when she asked, “And what about the name?”

“Oh, thanks for reminding,” I said, “It won’t do to fly this mission in a generic ‘Vladimir Korff’s Ibis’. Well, since we are going to do the manoeuvres, let’s call it Manoeuvrer.”

Satisfied with the result, we set out on the mission.

Ibis in Biosecurity Responders SKIN
Ibis in Biosecurity Responders SKIN


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Iidoken system – Mission location

As I approached the acceleration gate, Neocom showed an incoming message:

Attention, you are approaching a Gallente Federation vessel on official exercises. Turn back now.

I winked at Aura, “Looks like the right place,” and activated the gate.

When we arrived to the deadspace pocket, first thing I noticed was a Dominix-class battleship leisurely orbiting an anchored tower. At the same time my comms screen lit up and I saw a Gallente officer angrily shouting at me, “Manoeuvrer, leave this deadspace pocket immediately. You are interfering with Galente Federation vessel’s manoeuvres.”

I raised my eyebrow and said icily, “Excuse me, officer, but I have a booking for this pocket for 11:00-12:00 timeslot on 29 December YC 126 to perform manoeuvres. Aura, what’s our booking number?”

“A89595C8-7F1B-4E66-823A-6A69F652ED98”, replied Aura without missing a beat.

“So, you see,” I continued, “for all I know, it is you who interferes with my exercises.”

Having said that I willed the Ibis to approach the battleship.

The officer scowled at me, “I don’t know anything about bookings. We are not required to book a stretch of empty space.”

“That’s where you are mistaken, officer. It may be empty but it is Caldari sovereign space and we set the rules here. Besides, what kind of manoeuvres can this coffin of yours do? All you are capable of is flying in a straight line and circling a button. The Ibis, on the other hand, is much more agile and has a wider repertoire of manoeuvres. Let me show you,” I smiled evilly and set the corvette on the intercept course.

Ibis Intercepting Dominix
Ibis Intercepting Dominix

“Don’t approach our vessel,” the officer yelled in panic, “We will be forced to defend ourselves.”

“See,” I said conversationally, ignoring the warning, “how I approached your ship maintaining a high angular velocity so that your turrets could not track me. And now that I am just 500 metres away from you, I’ll start running tight circles around your hull, completely under your guns.”

At this point Aura waved at me silently and produced a virtual sign reading ‘Purkkoken says it’s enough’.

I nodded and continued, “So now, without an escort, the only defense you have against me is your drones, but I shouldn’t really give you hints, should I?” I smiled good-humoredly. “By the way, my manoeuvre instructor is telling me that I am doing great, and that I’ve completed my program for the day. Your navigational skills, on the other hand, are a bit rusty, so feel free to keep practicing.”

The Gallente officer’s face became red as he opened his mouth for a response, but I promptly ended the connection and warped to the star gate.

“That was a rather juvenile way of having the last word in an argument,” said Aura, and giggled.

I laughed, “I call it outmanoeuvring an opponent.”


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

I took my time to have a lunch before going to a debriefing. So it was a goodish hour or so between my encounter with the Dominix and the moment when I set foot inside Purkkoken’s office. The agent was riveted to the screen, scrolling through the news and guffawing from time to time. Then he noticed me, launched from his chair, grabbed my hand and shook it vigorously.

“Vlad, that was fantastic! Flying a corvette was a masterstroke!” he gushed effusively.

Taken aback by such display of emotions, I said, “I’ll pass your compliments to Aura as it was her idea. Anyway, tell me what happened?”

We sat down and Purkkoken started talking, “You’ve gotta love the 24/7 news cycle, and today they went into overdrive. The Gallente probably had a journalist onboard the Gallente ship, as less than five minutes after the mission completion, there were ‘breaking news’ on all Gallente channels decrying ‘a reckless provocation’ by the Caldari Navy. They even broadcast the video of your Ibis flying toward the battleship. That was a mistake. Immediately several Caldari military experts gave interviews to our press saying that not only it was the weakest military ship, which was no match for the Dominix, but it was also armed with…” the agent choked with laughter and burbled, “with a ci-vi-li-an grade railgun and… and a mining laser! And they certainly did not miss the opportunity to call Gallente overly sensitive ninnies.”

Purkkoken could not stop laughing and had to drink a glass of water to calm himself down. Then he continued, “But that’s not all. That video with your bright-cyan Ibis streaking across the khaki-patterned battleship, is getting a lot of views. The news channels have it on high rotation. When Gallente released that video, they did not realise how striking was the contrast between the ships. Now all Caldari commentators talk about ‘a plucky little Ibis’ who showed up the Gallente Dominix. By the way, it was an awesome choice of the SKIN, I’ve never seen it on an Ibis before. For that matter, I’ve never seen an Ibis with any SKIN.”

“That’s because corvettes are not sexy and pilots do not spend kredits on adorning them,” I explained.

“What’s that SKIN called?”

Biosecurity Responders. Do you know why I chose this particular SKIN for the mission?”

Purkkoken shook his head.

“Because,” I made a dramatic pause, “we had a pest in the backyard and I had to respond!”

Purkkoken burst out laughing, “That’s brilliant! I’ll feed that line to our reporters. They’ll have a field day! Mate, we do not disclose the names of our contractors for OPSEC reasons but if we did, you would be hailed as a hero!”

I raised an eyebrow “Can I count on a bonus as a compensation for the lost glory?”

Purkkoken chuckled, “It doesn’t work that way but maybe I can facilitate improvement of your standing with The Scope. I am sure they profited a lot from this episode.”

“But they are Gallente.”

“They have independent outlets in our space and,” he winked at me, “it never hurts to be on free media’s good side.”

Jita Fireworks NYE YC 126

The Forge region – Kimotoro constellation
Jita system – Planet IV – Moon 4
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant

31 December YC 126

Happy New Year, everyone! Enjoy Jita fireworks.

What’s in a Name – Thorny

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

4 January YC 127

After a festive break I visited Purkkoken Honuken to check if he had got any missions for me. The agent looked tired and uncharacteristically gloomy.

“What’s up, mate?” I asked jovially, “Still having a Yoiul hangover?”

Purkkoken scoffed, “What Yoiul? I’ve been working non-stop since you had your little fun with the Dominix.”

I felt a bit offended by his choice of words and raised an eyebrow, “As far as I remember, you expressed your appreciation of my actions and enjoyed that encounter yourself in no small measure.”

Purkkoken sighed, “If only I knew what a hornet’s nest we were kicking I would never have offered that mission to anyone, especially you.”

“Me? What’s wrong about me?” I asked indignantly.

“Well… You seem to have a way with words which provokes a strong negative reaction from the target of your discourse.”

“Ha! I can provoke a strong positive reaction too, but that was not the objective of that mission.”

“I know, I know,” said the agent, “but I wish you limited yourself to a flyover near the battleship, and restrained from lecturing a Gallente admiral on his navigation skills.”

I gasped, “An admiral, you said? I didn’t see the insignia so I thought it was some kind of a comms officer.”

“Nah, mate. Rear Admiral Viremont-Lecaille, no less, was the object of your sermon which was delivered in the presence of a pack of Gallente journalists. The aforementioned journalists took a keen interest in the demonstration of the corvette’s approach to the battleship, and asked the admiral a lot of pointed questions, such as whether it was true that his shiny battleship could not hit the Caldari corvette with a gun. Having already been riled up by your jibes, those questions, as you can imagine, did nothing to improve his mood. As a result, he told the journalists in no uncertain terms not to poke their noses into things they knew nothing about. Being patriots, the journos refrained from expressing an opinion on that episode but what they did was publish the unedited transcript of your interaction with the admiral. Without a commentary, most of the public took your words for an empty bravado, but people in the know had a good laugh at the admiral’s expense. It was clear that he allowed an unfriendly vessel to get under the guns of his battleship and lost face. The admiral then kicked up such a stink about obnoxious Caldari who had no respect for the Federation Navy that some politicians were convinced that they had to take some action, to be more specific, a military action. Since then we have been having reports about a build-up of Gallente military presence in Caldari space.”

I listened to Purkkoken’s story dumbfounded. What looked like an irreverent joke turned out to be a catalyst for a large scale military conflict between Caldari and Gallente. I swallowed hard and said, “So what are our next steps?”

“We are just observing at the moment,” said Purkkoken, “and that’s where you can be useful. I have many agents in different stations who reported their observations to me but I don’t have eyes in one particular Gallente station in Ekura. I need you to fly there, gather intelligence and report back to me.”

“No shooting?” I asked, just in case.

The agent made round eyes, “Under no circumstances! If you have to lose your ship, so be it, but we can’t afford any action which can be perceived as a provocation.”

I shrugged, “Alright, just give me the coordinates.”


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Ekura system – Mission location

The Gallente station was in a deadspace pocket which I reached through an acceleration gate. Immediately my overview was flooded with a sea of red icons. I had counted eight battleships after which I didn’t bother tallying the sundry cruisers, frigates and sentry guns.

Gallentean Fleet in Ekura
Gallentean Fleet in Ekura

“I think we have seen enough,” said Aura, awed by the strength of the hostile fleet.

I tried to contact Purkkoken but he was not responding.

“Hmm, I don’t know,” I said, “Maybe we should get closer to the station to ensure we’ve got all the details.”

“Our sensors are good enough to gather all the necessary data from this distance,” hissed Aura.

“I just want to be sure. You keep raising Purkkoken and I’ll approach the station.”

For the moment, none of the Gallentean ships seemed to be interested in me. There were several groups, each one slowly moving around their assigned tactical position in space. The station was 68 clicks from me and the direct approach would not bring me into close contact with any wing of the Gallentean fleet. I started inching toward the station watching the overview for any signs of aggression. When I was halfway through, a flight of Gallentean frigates targeted me and started moving quickly in my direction.

Federation Hastile
Federation Hastile

“Have you got anything from Purkkoken yet?” I asked Aura in a strained voice.

“No, but I think it’s about time to wrap up this excursion,” replied Aura.

“A wing of frigates will not alpha me…” I began saying when suddenly Neocom started scrolling a list of notifications on my screen. In fact, it was just one repeating message:

Federation Praktor Hexeris misses you completely

“…but a battleship can,” Aura finished my sentence and yelled, “Warp out!”

I didn’t need any more encouragement and willed the Cormorant to warp to the gate, at the same time turning on the shield hardeners to soften any potential hits. Luckily, the battleship turrets could not track me well, and before I entered the warp I received only one grazing hit which nevertheless took 121 hit points out of my shield. I arrived to Tsuguwa gate with my blood saturated with adrenalin, and pumping the pod goo heavily in and out of my lungs.

Aura and I looked at each other, and I narrowed my eyes angrily, “I think we need to have a word with Mr Honuken.”


Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

I stormed into Purkkoken’s office and growled, “Where the hell have you been?”

The agent was speaking with someone on the commlink and raised his hand indicating that I had to wait.

“Yes, the mission was successful,” he was saying to his interlocutor, “we have confirmed Gallente military presence in Ekura… Yes… Thank you, sir.”

Purkkoken ended the connection and turned to me, smiling, “Good job, mate. We have now got intel from all systems in Okela. Ekura was the last one.”

“I wish I could say the same about your work,” I replied testily. “Why didn’t you answer my calls?”

“When?”

“About 20 minutes ago, when I was on the mission.”

Purkkoken shrugged his shoulders, “I had a meeting with another contractor. You know, I have other responsibilities and can’t hold your hand all the time.”

“If you are going to be my handler, you have to make yourself available during my missions. If you say you can’t do it, then I am not surprised you are still Level 1,” I said bitterly.

Purkkoken was taken aback by my aggressive tone and said in a placating tone, “But it was just a reconnaissance mission. What did you need me for anyway?”

“To tell me if the gathered intel was sufficient or, at the very least, to warn me that I could be shot at!”

Purkkoken went pale, “Gallente shot at you?”

“They did. Even managed to hit me once.”

“Did you provoke them or shoot back?”

“I didn’t return fire and I didn’t provoke them. I was just trying to get closer to their station to get more data.”

“You didn’t have to do it,” cried Purkkoken, “All I wanted to know was the strength of their deployed fleet which your overview showed as soon as you landed on the grid.”

“And this is exactly what I was trying to contact you about!” I shouted in response, “If you were available and told me you had enough data, I wouldn’t need to take that risk!”

“But the detailed instructions were in the mission brief!”

“No, they weren’t. I might have missed a thing or two in that wall of text but Aura didn’t. Go reread it yourself.”

Purkkoken groaned and buried his face in his hands and mumbled, “It will all go to ■■■■,” then he sat upright with a resigned expression and said dryly, “I need to inform the Colonel about this incident. Do not let me detain you, Mr Korff.”

There was nothing else left to say and I walked out of the office.

What’s in a Name – Smelling Sweet

Lonetrek region – Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system – Planet VI
Caldari Navy Assembly Plant Station

5 January YC 127

After my altercation with Purkkoken I didn’t expect to hear from him ever again – after all, he all but accused me of starting a full-scale war between the State and the Federation. So, imagine my surprise when this morning I got a call from him with a polite request to come to his office at my earliest convenience. I thought that whatever he had in store for me, I should better get it out of the way and out of my mind, and half an hour later I was sitting in the familiar chair in Purkkoken’s office. The agent was reserved but not aggressively formal as yesterday.

“You know we are on a threshold of war with Gallente Federation, Vlad,” he started setting the scene, “The situation is grave but salvageable. In fact, there is understanding on both sides that the current crisis developed from a really negligible incident at the embassy which eventually was blown out of proportion. Involvement of journalists didn’t help either as politicians were forced to take steps to save their faces. For this reason, all further actions will be strictly confidential. We are sending our envoy to begin secret negotiations with Gallente in an effort to stabilise the relationships and bring them down to the ‘normal’ cold war state.”

I scoffed, “Why are you telling me all this, if it is supposed to be ‘strictly confidential’?”

Purkkoken drummed his fingers on the table nervously. He then cleared his throat and said, “Normally, after what has happened, neither you or I would have been let anywhere near this operation. However, it was considered to be a good symbolic gesture if you, an active participant in the recent unfortunate events, were to transport our envoy to the negotiations.”

I laughed bitterly, “And if symbols matter, should I transport the diplomat in a Cormorant or in an Ibis?”

The agent looked at me sternly, “Don’t be stupid! Your Ibis is now like a red rag for the Gallentean bull. Hmm… on the other hand, it’s good that you asked. It wasn’t mentioned when we discussed the mission description internally. Anyway, it is of utmost importance to bring the envoy safely to the destination. I don’t have any intel which suggests complications but I will appreciate if you fly the destroyer.”

I nodded, “Anything else I need to know?”

“Just the destination – Minedrill Refinery station at Airkio IX.”


I met our envoy in the dock and escorted him into Merimetso. The diplomat was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and thin lips. He shook my hand but looked disapprovingly at me.

“To be frank, Mr Korff, you would not be my choice of a pilot for this mission but my wishes were overridden by a higher authority. If you were a career officer in Caldari Navy, you would have been suspended from active duty and would be awaiting a court martial. But as you are a contractor, your reckless behaviour did not have any negative consequences for you, and you were even rewarded with a fee and increased standing. With such laissez-faire
attitude, pardon my Gallentean, which incentivises capsuleers’ antics, it is no wonder that we find ourselves on the brink of a war.”

I smiled wryly and said, “I am glad to hear that the State sends a real Caldari to negotiations with our enemy. Who else but a true son of the State would work himself into a lather about people demonstrating initiative and creativity in the execution of their duties? But here is a thought for you, Envoy, if you want everyone to toe the line, maybe you should take responsibility for making sure that that line is clear and visible?”

Undocking at Caldari Navy Assembly Plant
Undocking at Caldari Navy Assembly Plant

With that, I left the diplomat in the mess hall and walked to the bridge where I boarded the capsule. The destination was in the neighbouring system and the flight was uneventful. I docked at Minedrill Refinery and did not leave the capsule to see the envoy out, asking Aura to direct him to the exit. As soon as he disembarked, I closed the airlock and reported the successful completion of the mission to Purkkoken.

Docking at Minedrill Refinery
Docking at Minedrill Refinery

“Er… Vlad, I need you to come to my office for debriefing,” he said awkwardly.

“What’s there to debrief about?” I asked annoyed, “It was a straight two-warps-and-a-jump delivery mission. There is nothing I can tell you that is not recorded in the flight logs.”

“I understand it is a formality, but I have to insist.”

I shrugged with resignation and undocked. If a quick pointless talk with Purkkoken was needed to get my mission reward, I could play along. Soon I was in the agent’s office, determined to keep the conversation as short as possible.


“Thank you for escorting the envoy,” said Purkkoken, “If the negotiations are successful there won’t be any grand announcements. Rather, I expect that all the hubbub around this situation will gradually die down over the next few days. Anyway, I didn’t invite you to discuss politics, media or even the mission. First of all, I would like to apologise.”

I raised an eyebrow, “What for?”

“You see, the recent events triggered an internal targeted review of all the missions that I assigned to you. One of the findings was that my mission briefs were not detailed enough and left room for interpretation. You pointed it out several times in the past but I ignored your concerns. Therefore I take full responsibility for any deviations from the intended mission outcomes and apologise for any blame that was placed on you.”

I opened my mouth to object but Purkkoken raised his hand indicating that he had not finished yet, and continued, “Comparison of similar missions flown by you and my other contractors also revealed that any issues in the mission descriptions were amplified by your, I quote, boisterous nature, increasing side effects, both negative and positive. Such amplification was less pronounced in the case of other contractors. For that reason, I am instructed not to offer you any further missions.”

That was a shocker.

“Erm… Does it mean that Caldari Navy is not interested in further cooperation with me?” I asked grimly.

“No,” objected Purkkoken, “on the contrary, you may think of this as a promotion, as your missions will now be handled by my colleague, Ozanero Voiras, who is a Level 2 Security Agent. And, to be honest, I don’t think my missions are challenging enough for you.”

“That’s… unexpected,” I said slowly, digesting the news, “And what about you?”

The agent raised from his chair and came to me indicating that the conversation was coming to an end, “Me? I will be working on my performance improvement plan with other, ‘safer’ contractors,” he smiled humorlessly and added, “But I was given to understand that in exceptional circumstances I may call upon your services, with additional approvals of course. I hope you won’t turn your back on the old pal when he finds himself in a tight spot?”

I put my hand on Purkkoken’s shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly, “Any time, mate. We had our differences but running your missions was always fun. And I will be forever grateful to you for dragging me out of the world of baseliners back to the capsule.”

I gave the agent a hug and left the office.

Guristas Watch

Lonetrek region — Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system

6 January YC 127

After bidding the bitter-sweet farewell to Purkkoken I was in no rush to get a new mission from Caldari Navy. Although there was a grain of truth in what he said about the inadequate mission briefs, I felt that he was treated too harshly. On the other hand, if that failing was seen as a reason for the escalating tension between Caldari and Gallente, Purkkoken’s superiors had no choice but to take some disciplinary action. I wanted my contradictory emotions to settle before I would approach a Caldari Navy agent again.

When I shared my thoughts with Aura, she nodded and said, “By one measure, it’s actually a good thing that you have finished with level 1 missions. Have you checked your AIR career program lately?”

I shook my head.

Aura pulled up an AIR window on the HUD and pointed at the circle of activities expected from an Enforcer, “See Security Agent sector? You are done with it. You have run the required 20 level 1 missions and you won’t get AIR bonuses for completing more. What you should do to progress your Enforcer career is destroy pirate bases (they call them combat sites), and you don’t need an agent for that.”

Enforcer Career
Enforcer Career

And so I undocked in Nosuri in search of straightforward, politically neutral encounters with pirates. The first scan of anomalies in Tsuguwa system revealed a Guristas Watch base. Keen to get into some kind of action, I interrupted my constellation roundtrip and ducked back into the Caldari Navy Assembly Plant to switch the Buzzard for the Cormorant. Five minutes later I arrived to the signature location and took an acceleration gate.

The pirates felt pretty comfortable in that pocket — they deployed several power arrays and habitation modules, and even anchored a starbase with a major assembly array. The site was guarded by a fleet consisting of three cruisers, four destroyers and several frigates, supported by a missile battery.

“Don’t get too cushy, guys,” I said rubbing my hands, and went into a 45-km orbit around Communication Officer’s cruiser.

Guristas Fleet
Guristas Fleet

I targeted nearby frigates and was about to start shooting when all my target locks were lost and the HUD showed that I was jammed by one the cruisers. In the meantime Guristas started sending their regards from guns and missile launchers. The shield damage indicator drew a red arc with an alarming speed and I thought it was time to turn the hardeners on. That didn’t help much and it was obvious that I would be overwhelmed before I could destroy the enemy fleet. I turned on the microwarpdrive as a temporary measure and the gun hits seized immediately, their turrets unable to track me. The missile damage subsided somewhat but the bloody Scourge missiles, especially the light ones, were still delivering enough punch to keep the damage indicator moving in the wrong direction. My increased speed helped against the explosion velocity but the signature bloom caused by the MWD increased the damage application. My shield gone, my sensors jammed and my capacitor running out, it was time to bail out.

“They obviously followed your advice,” Aura said sarcastically, as we were warping to the station.

I looked at her uncomprehendingly.

“About not getting too cushy,” she explained with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Instead of making snide remarks, how about advising on how we can destroy that base?” I snapped back.

Aura shrugged her shoulders, “Getting a bigger ship?”

I rubbed my chin, “It’s always an option, but I don’t think we have exhausted the Cormorant’s resources yet. Maybe we need a different fit.”


Having arrived to the station, Aura and I dived into research. One obvious problem that we had was the destroyer’s staying power – it ran out of shield too quickly for us to apply any significant damage to the opposing fleet. There were two options – fitting a buffer tank or an active tank.

The buffer tank had to have a shield extender, and Medium Azeotropic Restrained Shield Extender was a natural choice. I installed it instead of the Thermal Shield Hardener. Being oversized for the destroyer, the extender had energy requirements exceeding what the standard power grid could provide. The problem was solved by installing Micro Auxiliary Power Core into a low slot instead of the Signal Amplifier.

“And how are you going to target anyone now? Even with the amplifier your sensors were jammed,” Aura pointed out, “Now they will be even more susceptible to ECM.”

“I’ll have to change the tactics,” I explained, “The peculiarity of the jammers is that they prevent you from targeting all ships except the one that jams. So I will have to deal with the jammers first.”

As Guristas dealt mostly kinetic damage, I kept Kinetic Shield Hardener but upgraded it to Tech II, increasing the resistance from 45% to 49.5%. The last piece of the puzzle was the prop module. I wanted speed to outrun the frigates, but not at the expense of the signature bloom generated by the microwarpdrive. Consequently, I replaced the MWD with 1MN Monopropellant Enduring Afterburner and ended up with this cap-stable fit.

[Cormorant, Cormorant - Kinetic Shield Buffer]
Damage Control II
Micro Auxiliary Power Core I

1MN Monopropellant Enduring Afterburner
Medium Azeotropic Restrained Shield Extender
Kinetic Shield Hardener II

125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II

Small Hybrid Burst Aerator I
Small Hybrid Collision Accelerator I

Spike S x2516
Iron Charge S x31200

It boasted 2250-HP shield with 74% resistance to kinetic damage. The max speed dropped from 1600 m/s to 645 m/s but it was still high enough to get away from the frigates. Satisfied with the buffer fit, I turned my attention to active tank options.

Small Shield Booster II was a de rigueur module for an active tank and I put it in place of the shield extender. It gave 17.5 HP/s shield boost which was comparable to the damage I was receiving from Guristas during my last unsuccessful excursion. Unfortunately, the greedy module would deplete my capacitor in about 90 seconds which was not good enough, so I had to sacrifice the shield hardener and install Cap Recharger II in its stead. It didn’t improve the capacitor situation much, giving me only about half a minute more. Then I remembered my Sleeper Cache Heron fit which used a capacitor flux coil to increase the recharge rate. Luckily, without the shield extender I didn’t need the auxiliary power core any more, so I replaced it with Capacitor Flux Coil II, and the capacitor duration jumped to 3 minutes 16 seconds.

“So, are you going to warp out every three minutes?” sniggered Aura.

“Yeah,” I admitted scratching my head, “it’s gonna be tricky. I’ll have to deal with the jamming cruisers first which will take time. Alternatively, I can just use the afterburner to lure frigates away from the jamming radius of the cruisers and kill them first. Then I can return to the cruisers and turn the afterburner off. Without the prop module the capacitor will last about 10 minutes. Anyway, we’ll see how it goes.”

Here is the resulting active shield tank fit.

[Cormorant, Cormorant - Active Shield]
Damage Control II
Capacitor Flux Coil II

1MN Monopropellant Enduring Afterburner
Small Shield Booster II
Cap Recharger II

125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II
125mm Railgun II

Small Hybrid Burst Aerator I
Small Hybrid Collision Accelerator I

Spike S x2516
Iron Charge S x31200

I flew to Jita to buy the necessary modules and fit the Cormorant. My preference was for a cap-stable configuration so I installed the kinetic shield buffer fit first. When we jumped back to Tsuguwa and I warped to Guristas Watch location again, I found with some disappointment that the base had already been demolished by another enterprising capsuleer.

“I am glad that my fellow pod pilots make an effort to keep proliferation of pirate bases in check,” grumbled I, “but for once I wish they have left that base for me.”

“The capsuleers are so undependable,” snickered Aura, “but you can always rely on good old Guristas to establish a new base as soon as their old lair is destroyed. Like this one, for example,” and she pointed her finger at the probe scanner window.

Guristas Refuge

Lonetrek region — Okela constellation
Tsuguwa system

6 January YC 127

The probe scanner showed an anomaly which was not there when I first scanned down Guristas Watch; it indicated a presence of Guristas Refuge base in the system.

“Is it as well-guarded as the Watch?” I asked Aura.

Aura did a quick research and replied, “It doesn’t have a DED rating but Eve Uni rates it as tier 3. According to the academics, we shouldn’t expect swarms of frigates or anything stronger than a destroyer. Not a Watch, but a good opportunity to test our new fit.”

I nodded, “Good idea,” and warped to the Guristas Refuge location.

The Base
The Base with Defense Batteries

I landed on grid 15 clicks away from two defense batteries and two frigates which guarded the base. All the hostiles immediately told me that I was officially unwelcome in their neck of the woods by targeting Merimetso. I turned on the kinetic shield hardener and the afterburner and started building distance between my destroyer and the pirates, at the same time targeting them. The light missile battery managed to hit me with two Scourge missiles reducing my shield by 4% but that was all the damage that I suffered. Soon I was out of their reach, and the battle became one-sided. Even with the reduced 45-km targeting distance I was safely out of the batteries’s and frigates’ firing range, and it was just the matter of time before the base was illuminated by four explosions.

Pithi Invader
Pithi Invader

Pithior Renegade
Pithior Renegade

The pirates did send reinforcements, but either I was lucky that they didn’t have significant forces nearby, or they didn’t want to commit them to the defence of an inconsequential base. Anyway, the three wings they deployed had a couple of frigates and the same number of destroyers apiece, and every wave came a few minutes after the previous one, giving me time to deal with each wing separately. Even if Guristas sent them all together, they wouldn’t have a single chance against me as I was orbiting outside their firing range. Two Pithi Despoilers made a spirited but unsuccessful attempt to jam my sensors, and that was their swan-song.

Pithi Despoiler
Pithi Despoiler

Pithior Nihilist
Pithior Nihilist

After the battle I inspected the log and frowned, “Those light Scourge missiles still hurt. If they can apply 40-50 HP damage each despite my resistance, I won’t last long against a larger fleet.”

“The good news is that they can’t reach you once you’ve got away from them,” said Aura. “The shield should hold while you are building the distance,” then she looked at the overview and asked, “By the way, are you going to leave those bunkers waiting for the next generation of pirates?”

“No, those dogs will have to build new kennels for themselves,” I chuckled and initiated structure bashing.

To my disappointment the bunkers did not drop any loot at all, so the the only enjoyment I extracted from them was purely esthetic, as I watched them explode. I was about to warp out when Aura stopped me.

“What’s that?” she asked with a frown.

“What’s what?” I asked, perplexed.

“There was a flash on the probe scanner as if an anomaly appeared in the system. It was visible just for a second, and now it’s gone.”

“Maybe it was a pirate base which was destroyed?” I suggested.

“No, the probe scanner does not pick up explosions. It’s possible, however, that the base leaked emissions for a brief period of time just when I was looking at the scanner.”

“Would those details be available in the logs?”

“Let me check,” said Aura and froze.

After a few seconds her image came back to life and she shook her head, “Not in the flight logs. The raw data may still be in the system logs though.”

“Let’s check the system logs then.”

Aura nodded, froze for a split second and then an error message flashed on the screen.

Access denied

“Argh!” exclaimed Aura in frustration, “I don’t have admin access,” then she looked at me and pursed her lips thoughtfully, “but you should.”

I shrugged my shoulders, “If you say so. I never tried.”

“Are you going to die wondering?” teased Aura and displayed a shell script on the screen, “Here you are. Go to the command line interface under your account and run this code.”

I looked at it suspiciously, “I hope it won’t break anything.”

“Nah, it’s read-only,” said Aura, dismissing my concerns.

I wasn’t a shell script guru but even to my untrained eye the commands looked innocuous. There was only one way to check, so I copied the text to the shell window and commanded the capsule computer to execute it. The screen was immediately flooded with a wall of binary data which made zero sense to me.

“Yippee!” cried Aura, “It worked!”

“Erm… you had doubts?”

“Just… the small ones, you know, tiny,” she said hastily, and added, “Okay, now give me some time to decipher all these ones and zeroes, and make them human-readable.”

Aura froze for a few moments, then unfroze with a befuddled expression, then froze again. This sequence repeated several times, each iteration producing a deeper state of confusion on Aura’s face. Finally, she emerged from her activity and looked at me in utter bewilderment.

“Anything wrong?” I asked cautiously.

“Everything is wrong!” exclaimed Aura rotating her eyes wildly, “It just can’t be!”

“What can’t be?” I probed gently, doing my best impression of a loony doctor interviewing a particularly unruly patient.

“The coordinates! I’ve found the coordinates of that anomaly and they are just wrong. They are in Inari system!”

I gasped, “In Inari? Are you sure? Maybe you just decoded the data incorrectly?”

“No, I used the same method for all signatures and anomalies and they all appear in Tsuguwa, all except that one! ”

“Is it possible that the scanner really picked up an emission from an anomaly in Inari?”

Aura rolled her eyes, “Vlad, don’t be silly. Our scanner is not that sensitive.”

I pondered for a while and said, “And what if it was not a random emission but a targeted tight-beam transmission from another pirate base to this one?”

Aura’s eyes remained in the rolled position, “Inari is five light years away but the signal was as strong as if it came from this system. To achieve such transmission strength you need to get together a squadron of Titans loaded with ammo to the rafters, and detonate them all simultaneously. Then you must convert all that energy into a directed modulated signal. I would really like to see such technology! Even if it existed, why would Guristas send a message which would take five years to arrive. For all I know, this Refuge base did not exist five years ago. Anyway, if they can’t use FTL comms, it is much faster to deliver information by a ship with a warp drive.”

Something clicked in my mind, “Wait a minute… If you can send an object through a warp tunnel, why can’t you send a transmission beam through it?”

Aura waved her hand irritably, “Because it will only reach the stargate to which the ship jumps.”

“No, forget about the ship. The warp drives and the stargates operate on the same principle – they create a warp tunnel through which you can travel. What if you had a stationary mini-gate which generated a warp tunnel through which you sent not a ship but just a radio transmission?”

“You mean, directly from Inari to Tsuguwa? It would take a massive amount of energy.”

“Would it?” I wondered, “That energy is required to keep the tunnel stable while a heavy object moves through it. The heavier the object, the more energy you need. And what if that object was as light as… light, if you know what I mean?”

Aura chewed her lip, “Maybe… possibly… but we will never know for sure unless we find that transmitter.”

I gave Aura a meaningful look, “And now we know where to find it. Shall we?”

Guristas Scout Outpost

The Citadel region — Suon constellation
Inari system

6 January YC 127

It took us seven jumps to reach Inari system, and we warped to the location pinpointed by the scanner. As soon as we arrived, Neocom informed us that we had found Guristas Scout Outpost rated 4/10 by DED.

“Uh-oh!” said Aura after researching the base on GalNet, “This will be a step-up from Guristas Guerilla Grounds – not so many frigates but multiple cruisers with target jammers. A worthy replacement for Guristas Watch, if you are still keen to test your buffer tank.”

Remembering the thrashing I got at the Watch, it took me some time to gather courage. Then I nodded determinedly and activated the acceleration gate. Merimetso landed 20 clicks away from the nearest cruiser. I immediately activated the shield hardener and the afterburner, and started moving away from the hostiles.

First Pocket
First Pocket

“This is pretty much the guard room,” explained Aura, while I was gathering my bearings. “You need to kill them all before jumping to the second pocket.”

I quickly scrolled through the overview and counted the ships – there were eight cruisers and about 20 frigates. My work was cut out for me, and I started shooting at the closest frigate. The good news were that only three frigates and two cruisers gave chase, and none of them was jamming me. As I was picking off the frigates, I kept an eye on the shield damage indicator which was slowly drawing a red arc on my HUD. All the incoming damage came from the cruisers which sent either a light or a heavy Scourge missile my way every 2-5 seconds. The damage rate was tolerable in the short term, and for a minute I concentrated on removing the chasing frigates from the equation.

By the time I finished with Pithi Wrecker, Pithi Plunderer and Pithi Infiltrator, the slow-moving cruisers were out of my firing range. Pithum Mortifier cruiser which pestered me with its hard hitting light missiles also couldn’t reach me, so the only damage I was getting was from heavy Scourge missiles launched by Pithum Inferno. Before engaging the cruisers I wanted to restore my shields, so I continued flying in the same direction. In fact, DPS from the Inferno was less than my shield recharge rate. In a couple of minutes the shield was almost full, and I turned back and flew toward the cruisers.

Pithum Inferno
Pithum Inferno

I concentrated my fire on the closest Inferno cruiser, all the time maintaining maximum velocity to reduce missile damage application. Unusually, I found myself focusing a lot on manual piloting. Normally, I would just command the ship to orbit the target or maintain a fixed distance from it. Both were suboptimal in this case, as the former could bring me close to the rest of the pirates, while the latter would reduce my speed to that of the cruisers. Consequently, I flew in straight lines periodically adjusting the direction to stay within my firing range.

Merimetso Under Attack
Merimetso Under Attack

It took me full 100 seconds to break through Inferno’s defences. Just before it exploded, Neocom notified me that I earned 74,063 ISK for my trouble. My shield was in a pretty reasonable state, so without missing a railgun cycle I switched to Pithum Mortifier which was already firing at me. Every five seconds a light Scourge missile would smash into my shield reducing it by 34 hit points.

Pithum Mortifier
Pithum Mortifier

“Damn,” I cursed, “I should have focused on the Mortifier first. The light missiles hurt much more than the heavy ones.”

Aura chuckled, “You will have plenty of opportunities to apply this lesson,” and pointed at the overview where more Infernos and Mortifiers were waiting for me.

The Mortifier’s defences were as solid as the Inferno’s, and I spent another 100 seconds bashing the cruiser with my one-twenty-fives.

“It’s taking too much time,” I complained when the pirate ship finally exploded, “Spike may be expensive but if cruisers are not the best target for it, I don’t know what.”

I expected objections from Aura who in the past scolded me for wasting Tech II ammo on low-value targets, but she just made a grimace which I roughly interpreted as ‘whatever’. Following my mental command, Merimetso reloaded the guns with Spike ammo and its damage output increased by 50%. I looked at the tactical display trying to figure out my next move. The remaining hostiles formed a blob which was significantly spread out. It precluded a simple orbiting approach as it would bring me in the midst of the group, so manual piloting was the tactic du jour. I noticed a group of frigates on the periphery of the blob, and charted a course which would bring me to them within my firing distance while staying away from the remainder of the fleet.

As I approached the Guristas fleet, all the hostile ships suddenly took interest in me and started moving on the intercept course. I only had time to destroy one frigate before the Scourge missiles from all the cruisers started smashing into my shield. I corrected my course so that it would be perpendicular to the pirates direction and continued firing at the frigates. At some point my shield was reduced to 25%, and I just flew straight away from the Guristas until DPS fell below the rate of my shield regeneration. I waited until my shield was 90% full and resumed my tactic of tangential fly-bys.

Guristas Scout Officer
Guristas Scout Officer

After I got rid of all the frigates, I focused my fire on Guristas Scout Officer, and then on the remaining cruisers, starting with Mortifiers with their pesky light Scourge missiles. Two more times I had to run away from the pirate fleet to restore my shields, and then return into the fray. All in all, it took me 30 minutes to deal with all the hostiles in the first pocket of Guristas Scout Outpost.

I took a deep breath of pod goo and relaxed, as the last Pithum Inferno disappeared in a ball of fire.

Merimetso in the First Pocket
Merimetso in the First Pocket

“That was hard work,” I told Aura, “but the good thing is that the buffer tank fit proved itself. I wouldn’t be able to sustain the damage from those cruisers with my original fit. By the way, what shall we expect in the second pocket?”

Aura smiled grimly, “Nothing good. Here is what Eve Uni academics say about it.”

Do not underestimate the incoming damage; a T1 battlecruiser will implode under the DPS within a minute or two, although a buffer-fit Drake can clear it without dropping below 80% shields.

“A battlecruiser?” I gasped, “What chance will I have in a destroyer?”

Aura wrinkled her nose, “I would take that statement with a grain of salt. According to the same source, there will be about 10 cruisers and only 13 frigates. Surely, the incoming damage from the cruisers will be higher but they won’t pop you in 30 seconds if you fly as smartly as you did here.”

I nodded, acknowledging the compliment, and said, “I guess, we can at least give it a try. As long as there are no warp disruptors, we can always bail out.”

“No disruptors,” confirmed Aura, “only target jammers which, by the way, they did not use in this room.”

“Okay, let’s do it,” said I and jumped to the next pocket.


Radiating Telescope
Radiating Telescope

The scene was dominated by a huge Radiating Telescope.

“I think that’s it,” whispered Aura in awe.

“That’s what?” I asked.

“The transmitter, the one which sent a signal to Tsuguwa.”

“You may be right, but before we can confirm it, we have work to do,” said I, pointing at the red icons on the overview and starting the now-familiar merry-go-round.

Second Pocket
Second Pocket

I won’t bore you with the details of the battle as it followed pretty much the same pattern as in the first room. My destroyer did not melt away under the fire of 10 cruisers, but I had to duck out of their firing range more often and, consequently, it took 45 minutes to clear the pocket of all the hostiles.

  • Pithum Ascriber
  • Guristas Reconnaissance Officer
  • Pithum Mortifier 2
  • Sentry Gun

“Now let’s see how they managed to transmit that signal to Tsuguwa,” said Aura excitedly, looking at the telescope.

I raised an eyebrow, “And how do you propose to do that?”

“Well, we can go inside and examine their equipment.”

“No way I am leaving the capsule and going to that structure,” I said firmly, “It is definitely guarded and my only weapons are attached to Merimetso.”

Aura looked disappointed.

“Is there any way we can investigate it?” she asked despondently.

“If we had a squad of marines and a team of engineers then we could try, but I wouldn’t hold my breath. Examining unfamiliar equipment may take weeks and months, and I don’t expect Guristas to sit on their hands all that time. More likely than not we will face a new fleet which will be stronger than the previous two.”

“Alright. Then we are done here,” said Aura with a sigh.

“Ah ah ah! Not yet. Although I don’t have a structure bashing fit on me, I am not leaving this transmitter to Guristas. And since I can’t take it with me…” I shrugged my shoulders, indicating that I had no other choice.

Demolishing Radiating Telescope
Demolishing Radiating Telescope

The telescope was tough. Without blasters it took me eight minutes to go through its defences and the structure. After three reloads I finally demolished the monster and was rewarded with a satisfying view of a huge explosion.

“Look,” said Aura, pointing at the overview, “there are some parts which survived. Maybe it’s the warp generator that they use to send signals!”

Indeed, Neocom identified a few intact parts as ‘cargo container’ which appeared in place of Radiating Telescope. I approached the object and requested a detailed manifest. Here is the list which appeared on the screen:

  • 8th Tier Overseer’s Personal Effects 1
  • Pithum C-Type Medium Shield Booster 1
  • Pithum C-Type Multispectrum Shield Hardener 1
  • Pithum C-Type EM Shield Amplifier 1
  • Pithum C-Type Thermal Shield Amplifier 1

“Good stuff,” I mumbled indifferently, but then my eyes went wide as they fell on the price estimate – it was 450,000,000 ISK!

Aura swallowed hard and said in a strained voice, “This is not the warp equipment, but I have to admit that it was worth all the Spike that we spent on this base.”

I laughed nervously at that understatement of the year. Then a thought occurred to me, “And how do we transport it? This is above the safe hi-sec gank limit!”

“I suggest, Captain, that first you scoop those modules into your cargo hold, and then dock at the nearest station,” was Aura’s sober reply.

I followed the advice and soon found myself docked in the Joint Harvesting Mining Outpost station.


The Citadel region — Suon constellation
Inari system – Joint Harvesting Mining Outpost station

“So, how do we get all this stuff to Jita?” I asked Aura.

“Do you want to sell it immediately?”

“Not necessarily,” I admitted, “we have enough cash for now.”

“Then I would suggest to bring it to Tsuguwa and leave it there for the time being,” suggested Aura.

“But it’s still seven jumps away. What if someone scans our cargo and organises a gank?”

“Then just make sure those modules are not in your cargo,” replied Aura with a smile.

“But how do we get them to…” I started objecting… when the penny dropped.

Twenty minutes later the blingiest Cormorant in New Eden undocked from Joint Harvesting Mining Outpost and started its unremarkable journey to Tsuguwa system.