Another uneventful war ended — Yorlock and his one-man corp have apparently failed to pay the Ironfleet war bill.
So far as I know, we were only once on the same grid at the same time. I warped to the Tama gate in Nourv to see what was what, flying one of my trusty stealth bombers; seeing no war targets, I hit my cloak and began steaming in a random direction.
After which I glanced back at my overview and there was Yorlock, in a freshly-uncloaked recon ship, drones out, and zooming rapidly in my general direction.
He never got closer than about sixty clicks.
And that was our war. Woo.
Entries (RSS)