"Ah yes, how I lost my arm. Well, heres how it happened..."
"It all started when I had just bought my first ship, a wimpy Emalghion freighter. Back then, they had almost double the fuel, but less carge and weapon space. I eagerly watched the mission computer for a mission. I was so excited, I didn't even read the mission details when one popped up. I just double clicked on it, and sped off to my ship."
"When I finally read it, I was already out of the system. I remember it perfectly. The exact description was:"
" Transport 20 tons of food to Mestor for 500,000 credits. "
"I wondered briefly why they had let any Emalghion take it, rather then letting some experienced hotshot get the job. I read the pay again. Why would food be worth 500k credits? Food might be expensive in UE space, on Earth especially, but 500k was way too high for a normal job."
"I quelled a nagging suspicion, and sped off towards Sol."
"A blinking red light in the upper right of the cockpit first alerted me of danger in the DSN-4386 system. :eek: I saw three Voinan frigates. Checking my gas tank, I noticed that I had just enough to get to DSN-1810(a UE outpost), but no more. That meant no afterburners. I turned around to jump out of the system, but there were 5 fighters. I was surrounded!"
Yawning, Draco settles down for a quick nap. "I'll finish it when I wake up."
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
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The dragon awaits no one's whim.
Doom, gloom, and things that go boom!!