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Posted - 2003.08.08 16:54:00 - [1]

The stars were Red, like the blood that stained her soul, the blood of many whose only fault was crossing her path. But this was the law of the Void, the one surrounding her Tristan, the one in her soul.

The Jove Transport Addraxos was about to appear, she was sure of it, her contact had never missed an intercept location before. She quickly scanned her instrumentation to make sure that her energy wave patterns were properly calibrated on Jove warp and jump scrambling tachnology. Then she opened her modifed Hud. The display clashed with the resto of the gallente instrumentation, its look was smoother, almost "soft", the liquid light flowing through it distingushed it to those few who knew this kind of technology, jove, of the most classified kind. This was stolen technology that the Joves themselves barely grasped, in their wreckless experimenting with the Alpha-Patterns of Anomaly energy emissions.

The Display was showing What was now contained in qwhat had once been her cargo hold. A unique weapon that could only be used once, A NP9-D Rocket Batch.

NP stood for Neutrino-Positron, 9 was the number of rockets per batch, and D stood for Disassociator. The Missile was designed to disassemble specific types of material, chain reacting them into fusion, while reversing their polarity to effectively transport their matter to a different plane of existance.

In a few words, it was a ****ing Ethnic Cleansing Weapon on the subatomic level.
The weapon had no price, it was something that only years of experiments spawned by mistake, without a chance of replicating the event in the next few eons.

The objective of her mission was to appear as a lonely frigate, nothing dangerous... so the Joves would not suspect anything until the payload hit them. The Transport was to have 8 escort ships, one per each of the rockets, which was pushing her luck, but then again, that is why she had been chosen.

The weapon system was going to evaporate one of the more structure-intensive materials that the joves so well kept exclusive to their ship building, and cause the effective structural implosion of most of the ship, while leaving the Cargo untouched. That precious cargo, That tidbit of Technology that even the Joves had to steal, that even in their might they could nto concieve...

The Terran Exoskeleton.

She was to steal the cargo, use her modified ship to warp to the City of the Gods, and deliver the package. No questions asked.

Fifty Million ISK. A goddamn fortune.

The thought of stealing from the only Amarrian crazy enough to finance this operation had crossed her mind, but she knew that he would have a failsafe in place for that occurrence, plus, an item like that would be near impossible to place once 50+ mil had been placed on your head. Also, she was a professional.

She lowered the Thermoptic Goggles on her eyes, and stared straight ahead, in the depth of space, at the Gallente jumpgate...1 minute now...


(ooc) do you want more?

Shintoko Akahoshi
Risen Angels
Posted - 2003.08.08 18:29:00 - [2]

Yes, please...

Tehel Necrona
Black Omega Security
Pandemic Legion
Posted - 2003.08.08 20:25:00 - [3]

The mining laser i presume?


Posted - 2003.08.08 20:43:00 - [4]

More please!

Mikka MacKern
Posted - 2003.08.08 20:45:00 - [5]

The mining laser i presume?


4. No OOC or IC tags. The reason: THERE IS NO OOC!!!

biggest Corp - smallest IQ.

Hiro Protagonist
The Scope
Posted - 2003.08.08 20:47:00 - [6]

More info please :)


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