• Vengeance
  • Wormhole
  • Asteroid - Blue
  • Asteroid - Green/Yellow
  • Plasma Planet
  • Asteroid - Purple
  • Intaki VI and Asteroids
  • Intaki Prime
  • SakBat
  • Warp Tunnel Distortion
  • Peyote Lake
  • Bighorns
  • Grizzly
  • White Anemone
  • Bleeding Heart
  • Purple Anemone
  • Waterton
  • Foothills
  • White Tiger
  • Red Panda
  • Orange Fungi
  • Grapes
  • Daenan
  • Arlayn
  • Stream
  • Berwen

Monthly archives: January, 2007

Personal Day

The squad was granted a personal day today so I spent the time with Devan. Mostly we walked around the station and talked, got to know each other better. He told me more about this private corporation he works for, Golden Phoenix Inc. They’re a small outfit, basically a group of friends just trying to make a living for themselves, but they have aspirations to grow the business mostly by taking on contract work. Through them he was even able to build his latest ship himself, though he won’t tell me what hull it is, saying he’d like to keep it as a surprise for the next time he’s in system.

He took me down to his bay anyway, to show me what he’s flying now: a Dominix-class battleship. It’s big and impressive in an ugly kind of way (but I didn’t tell him that). What boggled my mind more was that he has one of those and the ship he built plus numerous others. I’m still reeling from the wallet balance he showed me at dinner the other night.

I have to admit I’m curious… According to Devan a great deal of capsuleers leave their respective navies after training and go on to private work. Everyone he works with is a former cadet from somewhere. This was news to me. I asked around a bit but the Feds on campus were quick to change the subject. I’m not sure how these capsuleers get out of their enlistments and was honestly reluctant to ask Devan. Surely they’re not all deserters? I can’t see the navy simply letting them run free simply because they wanted to. But either way I need to stay the course and complete what I set out to do…

He had to head back to Ignebaener this evening to complete a job. I’m looking forward to seeing him again.


First Meeting

Thanks to Devan Corvel for participating.

Duripant VII – Moon 6 – Federal Navy Academy School

Deck 17 Bar ’n’ Grill had only a small crowd in it when Sakaane walked through the door. The chink of glass and dinnerware punctuated the quiet hum of conversation and a delicious aroma wafted out from the kitchen. Her stomach rumbled as she scanned the room for a likely-looking place to sit down. Having spent the last several weeks nourished only by her capsule, she was eager to treat her palate to some real food.

“My dear, my dear!” The bartender, Njal, waved her over. “It’s been some time, kainta. Where have you been keeping yourself?”

Namas, Njal.” Sakaane smiled and sat down on a stool opposite him. In his late fifties, Njal was originally from Intaki but had left Placid years ago to make his fortune. His travels led him to Duripant, where he’d opened Deck 17. This had proven a successful endeavor but he often joked his fortune was still waiting for him, even though Sakaane knew he felt tending his bar brought him a kind of richness ISK couldn’t provide. He was tall and lightly built, and like many Intaki men his age wore his grey hair long, but tied back at the nape of his neck with a leather thong.

Having been transferred to Duripant after completing a year’s worth of preliminary training in Scolluzer, Sakaane had become a regular at Deck 17, enjoying Njal’s easy camaraderie and the reminder of home he provided. Now, two years later, she considered him a good friend and knew he thought of her as the daughter he’d never had.