RangerW’s Beer Hall/Quantar Core Sector
I awoke in the cockpit of my Phoon, in the hangar deck of RangerW’s station. Neck stiff . . . back sore . . . completely disoriented. Then I remembered: Beer Hall . . . last night . . . DAMN, what a headache! The headache only got worse as I reviewed the squad logs from last night. ISU had run a remarkably underhanded “sting” on RangerW and had cost him in a big way. I abhor politics almost (but not quite) as much as I abhor egotistical bullies — and this mess was going to involve both.
I brought my Phoon out of stand-by state and prepared to launch, first checking in on BH comms to see who was active. As it turned out Spork and Singleshot were just under way on a Faction Mission. I finally caught up with them in Greater Arm where Spork was getting roughed-up by some flux. It was my turn to look the fool in Outer Gyre where a manta-gank took me down to 3% armor. Brother SingleShot got quite the laugh out of that one.
After a quick stop at Stone Harvest for repairs, we were back on our way to Amananth. SingleShot got sidetracked at the Nacho Bar there, but after a bio-break (and a quick beac run for Spork), Spork and I set out back to QC with the mission of collecting beacon data on the way. Singleshot, now stuffed to capacity with nachos, rejoined us before we got too far and the rest of the flight back was uneventful.
Once I had turned the memory disk containing the beacon data over a to the QC Station Master, I flew back to The Stone Temple to try to rid myself of the Beer-Hall induced headache and the ISU-induced knots in my stomach.
The headache had mostly subsided, but I could not get the whole ISU deception off my mind. I was unable to get into a deep meditative trance — even with the aid of prayer-spice.
Brotherhood communication channels were quiet so I decided on a long, solitary cruise with a little beac-tuning and a little ISU-hunting to boot. The main hangar area of the Temple still had an “earthy” smell from two loads of ore that I had transferred to the refining silo just yesterday. It was a good smell — one I had not smelled in far too long.
I did a quick walk-around my Typhoon, double-checking that my Purgatory missiles were mounted properly. All looked good, so I climbed into the cockpit, gave the order to seal the canopy, ran through my pre-launch checklist and plotted a course where I would flip beacs over to GVB where I would swap-out my BCU and cruise unreg.
The cruise was completely uneventful — boring in fact. I flipped my Quant beacs and then headed up into Zealots refuge, then over through Light Lost to GBS — empty. I launched from GBS and headed up to Lothar’s Landing — not a single ship encountered. The last leg of my journey brought me down through Dark Gateway and Diluted Reaches . . . Stith, Connexion, Ring View and then, finally, HOME!
The mission was completely boring — yet successful. The headache was gone. The ISU problem had receded, temporarily, to the back of my mind. And I was completely ready for sleep.