Diversity Training

Diversity Training

Gaius never fancied himself a logistics pilot; he was much more at home behind the stick of a combat ship than that of a plodding support vessel, without even a single gun to its name. Normally flying fast frigates or large, self-sustaining battleships, he had heard...
Training Wheels

Training Wheels

“Guard that gate with your life” came the clipped command as the main battlefleet aligned to a remote star system. New pilot Gaius Nefar had joined the ranks of professional capsuleers only days before, his eyes wide with envy as he saw the hundred-strong swarm of...
Supply and Demand

Supply and Demand

“Very good, Sarrus, your application has been submitted along with your security deposit,” Gaius Nefar relayed over subspace comms with his latest mark. The “security deposit” transferred directly to his own coffers and “application” instantly deleted, Gaius scratched...
“The Orca is Locked”

“The Orca is Locked”

The miners of Crew Exports all hooted and hollered as the corporation’s first Orca undocked from the station’s berth. The single most expensive industrial ship model in existence, Crew Exports worked long hours, toiling night and day for more than six months to afford...
It Brings a Tear to my Eye

It Brings a Tear to my Eye

“Neutral contact in sector 1DQ1-A” came the fleet warning over vocal comms, alerting the entire region to the presence of an unknown and unwanted guest. Two pilots, trying out their newly-outfitted interceptor-class frigates and itching for a fight, waved off the rest...