"He's muffed it," said Simony. "he could have done *anything* with them. And he just told them the facts. You can't inspire people with facts. They need a cause. They need a symbol."
-- (Terry Pratchett, Small Gods)
Have had a bit of a rough patch of late, a few too many losses for my liking but Kane stays strong, Kane never surrenders. With this in mind I did something different tonight and went out on a quick roam with the M34N Coalition guys.
The M34N alliance has grown considerably recently and our small gang was soon quite sizeable for the locals, thirteen assorted battlecruisers and strategic cruisers. no ECM or logistics in sight, me in a Hurricane.
We got our first fight of sorts as we jumped into Ingunn, an equally sized Electus Matari/Dragoons fleet with a Scimitar logistics and Falcon ECM support. We jump in without hesitating, hold cloak, primary is called...
It's the Falcon :D
Primary goes down hard, Scimi is secondary but escapes, Electus Matari jump out. Some of us follow back into Gusandall, with eventually just me on the gate, Electus Matari/Dragoons find their minimals again and start shooting me on the gate whilst one of their Hurricanes dies next door, I jump through with 15% armour left as the roam is moving and gate games don't interest us.
Everytime a Falcon dies, god kills a kitten...
...Do your part.
The rest of the roam consists of us chasing a large Ivy League gang around but never getting within spitting distance and trying to get a fight out of a large Independence Cruiser gang that was waiting for the Gusandall locals to take the bait in Gusandall but nobody was home.
A Falcon died, GREAT SUCCESS.
Zombie Flubber rises and shall feast on the brains of many, watch this space :)