Begin log, Thursday June 11th 111. Audio Only.
Well, so much for not ending up as a notch on someone’s bedpost. Shit, what was I thinking? Myrhial would have my head if she found out. It’s not the first time wine, loneliness and raging hormones have gotten me in trouble but still…
In all fairness, I should probably step down. I’ve abused my position and the trust of the other directors - I no longer deserve their respect or the respect of the people under my command. But no… I’m going to go one better. The corp has grown fat and lazy recently… We’ve become too comfortable here, and we’re losing our edge. I plan on changing that… I’m going to whip this group back into shape, even if it kills me.
Additionally since Yishal obviously isn’t going to find the time to do it like she promised, I’ve decided to take the initiative and learn about swordplay on my own. I’ve managed to track down a man who might be able to help: Nobu Kashiri. He maintains a small dojo planetside a few jumps into highsec… I’ll have to use a pseudonym and travel via public transport – as much as the thought repulses me, it’s the only way I’ll manage to get there without the authorities discovering me. I need this though… I’m hoping it’ll help me regain my focus.
It’s about time I grew the hell up and accepted some responsibility.
End log.
6/11/2009
6/02/2009
Good Honest Piracy
Begin personal log, Tuesday June 2nd, 111.
So last weekend I managed to finally find the time and the drive to undock with a few friends and 'see the sights' of the surrounding systems. Some patrols have been more eventful than others, but I have now at least given the Seraphim's Tears a taste for blood by sinking it's claws into a victim or two...
I also had quite possibly the most amusing kill of my entire career on Friday. Yishal, Myrhial, Vincent, Milo and I decided to conduct a small unofficial Heavy Assault Cruiser roam. Myrhial was scouting in her Pilgrim along with Milo who was providing tackle support with an Ares, and myself, Yishal and Vincent brought the damage with two Zealots and a Vagabond. We where sitting on a gate in Vitrauze waiting for Myrhial to give the all-clear for us to jump through, when suddenly the gate registered two incoming ships. Not knowing what they where, we all tensed up and waited for them to show themselves...
The first ship to decloak was a Badger MKII, with a Mastodon immediately after. I anticipated Yishal's order and scrambled the Mastodon's warp drive. We then started eating through it's shields which were surprisingly powerful. Regardless, my Zealot's armour easily widthstood the cannon fire from the sentries long enough for us to tear the hauler to pieces and warp off to wait for our GCC to cool down. Meanwhile, Milo investigated the wreck, but unfortunately very little of note was left in the remains.
When we looked at the ship destruction log however, we discovered something quite extraordinary. The Mastodon was carrying over 58,000 crates of Spiced Wine, with a value of 994 million ISK! The ship's total value, including fittings and cargo was over 1.13 billion ISK! And every single bottle was destroyed in the explosion!!
So it was both hillariously funny and immensely frustrating at the same time. What I would have given to have had Myrhial head back to base, pick up the Corp Mascot and drag it all back to Goinard. I can't help but feel a little guilty though... We must have spoiled one hell of a party.
The Seraphim's Tears proved it's worth yet again on Saturday night when Yishal brought a group of Drake-class battlecruisers to our attention which where hopping from belt-to-belt in Kurniainen destroying Serpentis warships. Mortis, Inara and I suited up and undocked, travelling the 9 jumps there to see if we could relieve these capsuleers from some of their hard-earned money.
Inara jumped in first in Jinx - her Malediction Interceptor and acquired a point on one of the Drakes which was on it's own in the belt. Mort and I jumped in shortly after, and warped straight to Inara. As we started stripping the battlecruiser of it's shields, two more Drakes warped in and started targetting me. All three battlecruisers opened fire on me, tearing my shields off with very little effort, however my armour proved to be much tougher than they anticipated.
One of the Drakes activated a Microwarp drive and got close enough to me to warp scramble me, which I countered by webifying him, slowing him down enough for me to boost away. Mortis deployed EC-300 drones to break his target lock on me. By this point, the first Drake's hull had collapsed under the combined fire of Mortis' artillery and my pulse laser cannons, and I managed to warp away to recharge some of my capacitor energy and repair some of the damage to my armour.
I warped back in a few seconds later and resumed the attack on the second Drake which went down like a ton of bricks. The third Drake, demoralized after seeing both of his companions torn apart so efficiently, decided to escape while he still could.
It had been a while since I'd felt the adrenaline rush that a proper fight gives, but despite that it couldn't have gone better. Picking up anything of value from the wreckage, we made our way back to Goinard feeling rather satisfied with ourselves.
End log.
So last weekend I managed to finally find the time and the drive to undock with a few friends and 'see the sights' of the surrounding systems. Some patrols have been more eventful than others, but I have now at least given the Seraphim's Tears a taste for blood by sinking it's claws into a victim or two...
I also had quite possibly the most amusing kill of my entire career on Friday. Yishal, Myrhial, Vincent, Milo and I decided to conduct a small unofficial Heavy Assault Cruiser roam. Myrhial was scouting in her Pilgrim along with Milo who was providing tackle support with an Ares, and myself, Yishal and Vincent brought the damage with two Zealots and a Vagabond. We where sitting on a gate in Vitrauze waiting for Myrhial to give the all-clear for us to jump through, when suddenly the gate registered two incoming ships. Not knowing what they where, we all tensed up and waited for them to show themselves...
The first ship to decloak was a Badger MKII, with a Mastodon immediately after. I anticipated Yishal's order and scrambled the Mastodon's warp drive. We then started eating through it's shields which were surprisingly powerful. Regardless, my Zealot's armour easily widthstood the cannon fire from the sentries long enough for us to tear the hauler to pieces and warp off to wait for our GCC to cool down. Meanwhile, Milo investigated the wreck, but unfortunately very little of note was left in the remains.
When we looked at the ship destruction log however, we discovered something quite extraordinary. The Mastodon was carrying over 58,000 crates of Spiced Wine, with a value of 994 million ISK! The ship's total value, including fittings and cargo was over 1.13 billion ISK! And every single bottle was destroyed in the explosion!!
So it was both hillariously funny and immensely frustrating at the same time. What I would have given to have had Myrhial head back to base, pick up the Corp Mascot and drag it all back to Goinard. I can't help but feel a little guilty though... We must have spoiled one hell of a party.
The Seraphim's Tears proved it's worth yet again on Saturday night when Yishal brought a group of Drake-class battlecruisers to our attention which where hopping from belt-to-belt in Kurniainen destroying Serpentis warships. Mortis, Inara and I suited up and undocked, travelling the 9 jumps there to see if we could relieve these capsuleers from some of their hard-earned money.
Inara jumped in first in Jinx - her Malediction Interceptor and acquired a point on one of the Drakes which was on it's own in the belt. Mort and I jumped in shortly after, and warped straight to Inara. As we started stripping the battlecruiser of it's shields, two more Drakes warped in and started targetting me. All three battlecruisers opened fire on me, tearing my shields off with very little effort, however my armour proved to be much tougher than they anticipated.
One of the Drakes activated a Microwarp drive and got close enough to me to warp scramble me, which I countered by webifying him, slowing him down enough for me to boost away. Mortis deployed EC-300 drones to break his target lock on me. By this point, the first Drake's hull had collapsed under the combined fire of Mortis' artillery and my pulse laser cannons, and I managed to warp away to recharge some of my capacitor energy and repair some of the damage to my armour.
I warped back in a few seconds later and resumed the attack on the second Drake which went down like a ton of bricks. The third Drake, demoralized after seeing both of his companions torn apart so efficiently, decided to escape while he still could.
It had been a while since I'd felt the adrenaline rush that a proper fight gives, but despite that it couldn't have gone better. Picking up anything of value from the wreckage, we made our way back to Goinard feeling rather satisfied with ourselves.
End log.
6/01/2009
Back on track
Begin personal log, Monday June 1st 111.
The video log begins, showing a view of Kimochi's bedroom. The bed itself is a huge clear glass four-poster. Kimochi steps away from the camera drone and sits down on the bed, beginning to remove her shoes. The glass of the bed turns a subtle shade of light pink when she sits on it.
If the colour of the bed didn't tell you already, I'm in a rather good mood. I had a wonderful time on Friday night, and I'm feeling much better about... Well, everything. Among other things I've made my peace with all the unpleasantness concerning Vince and Kelsy. As far as I'm concerned, I want them to be very happy together.
She kicks off both shoes and swings her legs up onto the bed so that she's lying on her back. She looks at the ceiling while she speaks.
Speaking of Friday night... Koronakesh brought a friend home to play - Aefee I think her name was. A Praetorian friend of his who decided it'd be a good idea to try some of Vince's 80% proof Absinthe, and nearly ended up in the infirmary. I visited Koro's apartment with some fresh clothes for her and checked her out... She was lucky. I'm a little annoyed that I've not recieved a thankyou at all, both for helping Koro look after the poor thing and for the clothes I gave her. Still, she is a Praetorian so I suppose silent gratitude is the only type I could expect.
I had a chat with Koro that same night while Aefee was sleeping off the booze. He's... An interesting man. Confused... Somewhat lost I think. And he most definately has no idea what he wants... Both from life and from women. He's quite charming though, in his own way... he's been making it fairly obvious that he's interested in me but given his track record I'm very much erring on the side of caution with him. I've been dancing with him a few times, and I've greatly enjoyed it... but... well... a relationship is quite honestly the last thing on my mind at the moment, especially after Vince. And Koro's last relationship ended rather suddenly and rather messily less than two weeks ago, so another relationship would probably be unwise for him as well - not that he'd listen to me if I told him that. Even without taking all that into consideration, from what I understand of him he goes through women like autocannon rounds - and I'll be damned if I'm going to end up as a notch on someone's bedpost.
She inspects one of her fingernails for a moment, her other arm supporting her head on the red silken pillow. She seems to remember something.
Oh, and I spoke to Repentence and Inara the other night too. It seems they approve of my taste in clothing... Particularly a certain black dress I wore to The Skyhook one night. I've arranged for Sebastien to pay me a visit so that he can take their measurements and discuss ideas with them for what kind of thing the might like. He's not cheap, but you definately get what you pay for with fashion design... I should be recieving a reply from him shortly to confirm if he is able to make it here. It should prove to be a fun evening... I'll have to make sure to keep the drinks cabinet stocked if I am having guests. I might even get some use out of the hot tub...
End log.
The video log begins, showing a view of Kimochi's bedroom. The bed itself is a huge clear glass four-poster. Kimochi steps away from the camera drone and sits down on the bed, beginning to remove her shoes. The glass of the bed turns a subtle shade of light pink when she sits on it.
If the colour of the bed didn't tell you already, I'm in a rather good mood. I had a wonderful time on Friday night, and I'm feeling much better about... Well, everything. Among other things I've made my peace with all the unpleasantness concerning Vince and Kelsy. As far as I'm concerned, I want them to be very happy together.
She kicks off both shoes and swings her legs up onto the bed so that she's lying on her back. She looks at the ceiling while she speaks.
Speaking of Friday night... Koronakesh brought a friend home to play - Aefee I think her name was. A Praetorian friend of his who decided it'd be a good idea to try some of Vince's 80% proof Absinthe, and nearly ended up in the infirmary. I visited Koro's apartment with some fresh clothes for her and checked her out... She was lucky. I'm a little annoyed that I've not recieved a thankyou at all, both for helping Koro look after the poor thing and for the clothes I gave her. Still, she is a Praetorian so I suppose silent gratitude is the only type I could expect.
I had a chat with Koro that same night while Aefee was sleeping off the booze. He's... An interesting man. Confused... Somewhat lost I think. And he most definately has no idea what he wants... Both from life and from women. He's quite charming though, in his own way... he's been making it fairly obvious that he's interested in me but given his track record I'm very much erring on the side of caution with him. I've been dancing with him a few times, and I've greatly enjoyed it... but... well... a relationship is quite honestly the last thing on my mind at the moment, especially after Vince. And Koro's last relationship ended rather suddenly and rather messily less than two weeks ago, so another relationship would probably be unwise for him as well - not that he'd listen to me if I told him that. Even without taking all that into consideration, from what I understand of him he goes through women like autocannon rounds - and I'll be damned if I'm going to end up as a notch on someone's bedpost.
She inspects one of her fingernails for a moment, her other arm supporting her head on the red silken pillow. She seems to remember something.
Oh, and I spoke to Repentence and Inara the other night too. It seems they approve of my taste in clothing... Particularly a certain black dress I wore to The Skyhook one night. I've arranged for Sebastien to pay me a visit so that he can take their measurements and discuss ideas with them for what kind of thing the might like. He's not cheap, but you definately get what you pay for with fashion design... I should be recieving a reply from him shortly to confirm if he is able to make it here. It should prove to be a fun evening... I'll have to make sure to keep the drinks cabinet stocked if I am having guests. I might even get some use out of the hot tub...
End log.
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