Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Derailed

Well, this has been quite an interesting last couple weeks.  From dropping roles to re-requesing them, applications, earning standings, working out other ties, in addition to reassessing my plans as a capsuleer.  The good news, I finally made up my mind.  The bad news, I don't think I'll be seeing a dear friend in a fleet for a while.  At any rate, I feel I'm making a move in the right direction.  I'll get a chance to fly with some others who like to fly the way I do, and hopefully we'll get to have a bit of fun going on here soon.  It's been a while since I updated, but I'll give everyone a run-through.  I've ben visiting the Skyhook more often, and have come across quite a few different types in my times there.  Met a sweet Amarrian named Shalee, who's quickly climbing the friendship ladder with me, and with a little assistance from her, I came across Karo, a wonderful specimen as well.  Strong, rugged, and sweet; probably my favorite combination of traits in a person.  I did meet Ethan Verone tonight, and that led to some rather engaging conversation all in all; he turned out to be much nicer than I expected him to be, though I suspect the murder accounts weren't simply friendly hugs gone fatal.  At any rate, he is a pleasant enough gentleman, gave me a different look on Guristas, I'll admit.  But more importantly, I think I've found my calling; Myrh's gonna get a kick outta this tomorrow.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Crossroads

As I draw closer and closer to joining EM, old connections continue to grow on me.  I ran into Myrhial in the Skyhook the other day, and was invited to tag along in their fleet.  Of course I accepted, and had a wonderful time.  However, I'm only able to actively participate in one corporation or the other.  Given PRETA's desire to work in Curse, a system I've had a chance to get very familiar with, I'm really drawn to apply to work with them.  But a good friend of mine whom I feel I grew very close to in operation Dauntless II, Kayleigh Jamieson, is in EM, and I would love to work with her again.   Such frustration..perhaps I should take a break and relax some.

After more thought, it seems EM really wants me to join them, os I will have to give them first opportunity.  If the cloak ops are plentiful enough, I will gladly keep them going, and perhaps helm the stealth division, as my dreams entail.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Enlistment

Well, I woke up today, finishing up on my Hound, Anubis, when I received a notification.  'S P H E R E is joining the Caldari State faction at war.  Within 24 hours all enemies of the Caldari State faction will be enemies of S P H E R E and fighting may begin.'  I sighed quietly, "Guess they didn't wanna let us go so soon, after all.." I went back to my Hound.  I still had 24 hours before combat would be commencing, and even then, if all went according to plan I would be hooked into my Hound, scouting about for ships to destroy, far away from the ridiculousness that often came with typical warfare.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Back To The Basics

Well, in an attempt to regather my bearings I've decided to purchase another bomber.  One Hound, fitted and rigged now sits in my hangar.  Although S P H E R E is a lot quieter than before, we still must move onward.  Though what's left of the old crew is nothing compared to what we had, we can still put together enough heads to go on another wormhole excursion; except instead of building up, we're tearing down.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Rough Restart

16 losses since my return from planetside.  SIXTEEN; it's hard to believe it myself.  Before I took my extended vacation I was in great shape combat-wise, but ever since I got out of my bomber, bad things started to happen.  Minor slips in the Harpy, the Jaguar, Hound...too many slips to shrug off.  I think it's time to start back on a good foot and get back in my proper mindset.  It's true that it's difficult for a solitaire pilot in the low security regions of empire space, as well as in the lawless reaches of 0.0, but this is unacceptable.  Have I lost my touch? That can't be it, I need to reevaluate my losses, and make sure such ridiculous losses don't happen again.  Perhaps I need to go back to bombing, that's a possibility...