Ambush in the Dark!

I had just got in. It had been one of those days, and I’m sure you’ve had them too, and know what I mean. Nothing had gone right, nothing!

Well, I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle from the fridge, a glass and a corkscrew. It’s funny now I think on it, we’re here millions of light years from old earth, and the best wines are still sold in glass bottles and sealed with a cork as they were on pre-spaceflight earth, though granted, the corks are high grade plastic now, and there are so many nanites in the bottles that it’s next to impossible to get a bad wine now.

Anyway, I digress… I headed for the sofa to sit and drink. I was about to instruct the apartment’s computer on some music when the shrill beep of the comm distracted me. I acknowledged it, of course, and sighing, greeted my caller, Zalloronde. He’s a high mucky-muck in Gallente internal security, and one does not keep this man waiting, so, unhappily, I put aside my bottle, thankfully still unopened, and headed at his “request”, to his office.

Zalloronde’s office is across town, so it’s not the quickest of journeys, but still, it passes the Pleasure Hub, so unless he disappears me again, at least I can get a good drink on the way back… perhaps the evening won’t be a total loss after all. Heh! Who am I kidding? There’s only one reason he calls me, and it’s called Vengeance, my ship, and she has a reputation in these parts. If I’m lucky, I don’t have to leave til morning… though, I prefer to keep my luck for when I’m out there.

Ah, now I have you wondering, don’t I. Well sure, I have a ship, a fleet really, and can call on a lot of resources if I need. Vengeance, more accurately “Spirit of Vengeance” is my main fighting ship, and has stood by me a long time, ever since her sister failed me one day. Oh, it was not her name back then, they were twins, but after her sister’s death, Vengeance was reborn. I have ships for most needs if I think on it, and as I said, can call on more, but those I pilot, or at least captain myself are those which give me most pleasure. I love them as I would favoured pets, and their crews, as children.

And so I arrive, and am not wrong. I have a mission to fly, a rescue. It would seem that Zalloronde’s boss, CEO even had been the subject of a kidnap attempt. His escort got him away but lost a cruiser – whose name I am not apparently cleared to know … though I am expected to help in a rescue.

Well, ok, it’s not so bad. If they had had their wits about them, they’d have hired me or one of my peers to transport the old man. We have ways of getting through most things. They just leave us til it all goes down the pan. Oh, the joys of being a contractor.

So I head, not home, but to Vengeance’s hanger. The Fed Navy station at Aunia I is huge and I don’t want to find myself in a rush-hour undocking queue. I rouse the crew, and within a few minutes, pre-launch checks are under way. We launched within the hour.

What we found was an old, supposedly defunct acceleration gate. Sheesh, these aren’t used in normal shipping lanes any more, not for decades. Deadspace it was then, so named for the fact that warp engines wont work, and acceleration is severely limited. I hate it! Irrational of course, it’s not like any battle-cruiser class ship is fast enough for the deadspace problems to matter… unless things get so bad we need to warp out. So anyway, we checked the systems, and triggered the gate.

They must have known we were coming. Seven cruisers sat about 70km from my warp in point, and all targetted me straight off the button. So… standard technique, set an orbit range, pick the closest target and try to orbit a ship nearly twice my speed. And then… fuck! Sentry turrets…

They were weaker than I thought. They never even pierced my shields. I pity them.

We rescued the prisoners, and took some captives. Zalloronde was pleased! He asked me later to transport the captives to a remote interrogation centre. I was happy to oblige. I have a shuttle outfitted specially for it. I set the autopilot, retrieved my wine and well, the rest is… if not history, then at least pleasantly blurred.

So after the storm, returns calm…

And it’s as true in reality as in SL.

A week or so ago, I had a job interview, and less than a day later was offered the position. It’s a temp contract, only 3-6 months, but with a possibility of a perm contract thereafter. It’s government, so that’s not really a forlorn hope either – they tend to employ this way.

So now I’m working in a secured building that is potentially a prime terrorist target. Still, the pay is pretty good, the surroundings are very pretty, and the restaurant is subsidised. Parking however is a bitch!

It’s the reason I’ve been on line less, in SL, SC and Eve. But without it, I’d not have been much longer on line at all. It’s hard sustaining a presence on the net without any income.

You really have to pity some people.

A couple of days ago, I started a thread in Second Citizen asking for an end to the drama of the last week. I know it was a vein hope, and I knew some people would see it as yet more drama, but it was done in tiredness, in fun and didn’t attack anyone. Anyway, to quote my OP:

SLCC drama makes Sio cry!

I don’t like it. is getting really nasty lately. I know it’s never been fluffy, but we’ve been, at the end, friends… all of us (except Prok, maybe… but even she had a couple of friends here)…

has been a place where we can discuss anything, no limits. You (or I) may be hated, but here, we can present our PoV.

So wtf is going on?

SLCC/Phreak/Artists…

Look… I have an opinion, but guess what… I am not on the SLCC committee, I am not a member of the Phreak admin, and I am not a potential performer… (though I have friends who are)… It is none of my beeswax… and none of yours either, unless you fall into one of the above categories!

  • People fucked up, badly!
  • People apologised.
  • People are trying to fix it.
  • Forum wars are NOT helping!

Let them try to fix it… You can let your bile out later…

Stop fagging up with Phreak/SLCC crap. Not everyone is involved.

Well, it went kind of as expected really, but most people agreed that the forum wasn’t the right place… and then, yesterday, the nameless beast from the Herald had to spew it’s two cents:

Quote:

* People fucked up, badly!
* People apologised.
* People are trying to fix it.
* Forum wars are NOT helping!

Um, right, Sioban, just keep on letting power-grabbing assholes like Flipper and Lucifer and Crow run everything behind the scenes, without any accountability, and keep it all in secret, and if somebody trips over their big grab and says, wait a minute, shush it up, and try to “keep it in the family” so God forbid, they’d never have to answer for their actions.

Yes, that’s the ticket!

Well, let’s see… OK, it quoted me accurately, but then went on to misspell my name. Now for someone who calls itself a writer, that’s inexcusable, unless of course it was a calculated insult. Not very well calculated then, it just made me giggle when I finally saw it. And “power-grabbing assholes” – hrm, interesting choice… Flipper, the person who started SLCC, and yeah, probably a bit power-hungry, maybe sometimes an asshole, but usually a good natured one. Anyway, without him, there would be no SLCC. Lucifer – now this is odd, not only does he have nothing to do with SLCC, nor even Phreak directly, except that he uses their stream for Radio Free Darkmere, he’s not even going to the convention, let alone grabbing power. And Crow… well, a Linden alt, what can you say?

I wasn’t particularly aware of Lucifer running anything behind the scenes. But then, he’s my friend, so I wouldn’t know, while the bile-spewing pseudo-journalist from the Herald would – obviously. It’s just too crazy for words.

It’s been insane in the past, it’s got delusions of relevance, enough to think it matters. This must be what the government means by “Care in the Community“. It’s sad, this person should be in a hospital, where it can be cared for properly.

For the record. I didn’t see it’s bile until someone else in the thread showed poor taste and quoted it. Otherwise I’d have remained in the dark about it – which is usually where I prefer to be when it comes to that one’s vitriol. Still, it was good for a giggle.

Memento Mori

We were talking earlier, my friend and I about days past in Second Life. She called me the hottest elf in Second Life, to which I blushed and tried to think of those  older than me in Second Life who are also elves…

  • Cat Cotton
  • Ananda Sandgrain
  • Taessa Weaver
  • Malachai Petunia

While trying to remember Malachai, I came across this…

It’s rather ironic that I had highlighted Second Life’s Cancer Survivors. Still, I will never forget you, my Feliciaa, my sister. One Blood, Sister! Live on, for ever.