Ctrl – Space

two nights in to my revisit of New Eden and it’s all flooding back to me.

i first logged in and found myself in a rather ghostly and vacant station somewhere in Venal. i had a T2 fitted drake, a nano ishtar and a raptor sitting in my hanger hungry for some action. “wow, hold on there sparky!” i said, “we’re older, wiser and more in tune with our sensitive side. we can’t go around hassling those we don’t know for trivial thrill seeking, can we?”.

it was a shame to leave them behind, the ishtar especially was all T2 fitted and rigged out for ultra nano-tom-foolery and i never really got a chance to melt hulls with it before i unsubscribed.
but lets be sensible here. i can fly the raptor back and if it gets popped it’s no biggy. i can put the ishtar up on contract for some PvP enthusiast to make good use of and i’ll maybe make a sweet buck or two.

i set my destination to Jita (oh, that is a dirty, dirty word), undocked and for lack of a better term legged it: tail between my legs back to the warm, spongy bosom of high security space.

the trip was mostly uneventful. a vagabond and cerebus caught wind of my movements and followed me a few jumps down the pipe but there was no way they were going to be able to lay a finger on me.
one jump out from empire space and without thinking i warped straight to the outbound gate. common sense throttled me a few AU’s in and i opened up the scanner. it’s changed: a lot.
i let the confusion wash over me and ushered in some blissful naivety. i mean, nothing is going to happen to me as i’m wholly unprepared, right?
i dropped into real space and my eyebrows stitched as i was pulled 40km passed the gate. oh, it was disco fever in 0.0 tonight: two large bubbles and small gang of born young ruffians dressed to impress.
i kept my cool. i took a deep soothing breath. i calmly and graceful selected the star gate in my overview, then i started screaming some feral overture whilst violently spamming the approach button. i kicked the micro warp drive into gear and immediately started pummelling the jump command (from about 30km out…)
they got a lock on me, my overview went red and time ceased whilst jump lag stubbed out its cigarette, necked a shot whiskey and shuffled over to the big red button.
i was safe. not a scratch. though now i was reminded why i loved this game so much: there’s no other game in existence that leaves you shaking with adrenaline and this was just 5 seconds of action…

i know i came back to this game to get involved with the in depth PvE content but i have serious doubts if i’ll be able to stay on the straight and narrow…

in jita i assembled a brand new shiny T2 drake and looked up my nearest, highest quality level 4 agent. i’d never done a level 4 mission before and was a little apprehensive. turns out there’s really nothing to it. i’ve swapped out a shield thingy in the low slots (that’s it’s technical term) to fit another BCU II and with the fury missiles the battle ships melt pretty fast with my shields holding just under 50% under fire from seven battleships.

i have an extravaganza mission up next. i’ll give that a whirl and then I think I’ll sign up to the militia. missions are great and everything but i can’t resist the pull of ruining someone’s day.
if it turns me on, i’ll look for a faction warfare player corp and push forward to Caldari Prime.

i’d like to take this moment to thank Eddie Gordo of Podlogs for providing this service free of charge.

cheers