Category Archives: Aura Log

The public section of Ghenna’s aura-log journal, consisting of recorded impressions of recent events as well as glimpses of recovered memories.

Past & Future (Eve Blog Banter 7)

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This is a very new blog, so this will be my first installment in the monthly extravaganza that is EVE Blog Banter. Hopefully the first of many to come.

Welcome to the seventh installment of the EVE Blog Banter , the monthly EVE Online blogging extravaganza created by CrazyKinux. The EVE Blog Banter involves an enthusiastic group of gaming bloggers, a common topic within the realm of EVE Online, and a week to post articles pertaining to the said topic. The resulting articles can either be short or quite extensive, either funny or dead serious, but are always a great fun to read! Any questions about the EVE Blog Banter should be directed here. Check out other EVE Blog Banter articles at the bottom of this post!

This month’s topic comes to us from CrazyKinux himself, and he asks: “What 3 things haven’t you done in EVE and why? Would you be willing to try one day? Why so? Why not?”

The furrier sat in a red velvet chair next the the fireplace. It was smoking an old-fashioned tobacco pipe, and wearing an evening jacket. As I approached it looked up at me, and adjusted it’s monacle, “Ahh, Ghenna I’ve been expecting you. Sorry we had to move the place, hope it wasn’t too much trouble to find. It’s those damned Gallente script kiddies…” As he droned on I remembered how much I hated the hypernet.

Everyone knew him as fuzzy, but whatever he was, he wasn’t a furrier. Most thought he was some rogue AI, others that he was just a bored Gallente scientist somewhere in the universe. All that mattered is that he was a master of infomorph psychology, and was very good at his job.

“So, still having memory troubles are we? Yes, well that’s normal given the state of you. Let’s go easy today, yes? Just an easy exercise, yes? Let’s you tell me three things that you’ve never done. Go on,” and he sat back in the chair. I was receiving psychotherapy from a furrier with a monacle, I thought. I swallowed the irony and began.

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Cold

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The sentence had been mortality, not non-existence, but it was no secret that the Sarum family were displeased with the outcome. I was a military pilot, I followed orders, I had done nothing wrong. But that didn’t matter, not in politics. All that mattered is that I’d angered someone more powerful than myself, and that I didn’t have enough friends in high places.

I boarded my executioner, checked that the systems were running smoothly. Double checked. It had to be perfect. In the eyes of the empire the cancellation of my clone contracts, and execution of my clones had been enough, but I was well aware that there were enough pilots in the imperial navy loyal to Sarum, or to isk, that this flight may well be my last.

“Aura, chart me the fastest course out of empire space.”

They had drained my accounts, dissolved my corporation, but I had a reputation. I was banking on that. If I could make it to Caldari space I might be able to get a clone contract with the State navy. I had been on loan to them fresh out of the academy, and served them well in the past.

“Course planning complete Madame.” I undocked. Moments later my warp drive engaged. “Give me a scan of the approaching gate Aura,” one ship, an imperial maller. I was in the Capitol of the empire, you don’t get gates guarded by one ship.

My warp bubble collapsed and my neocom lit up with warnings. The Maller was targeting me. I mentally comanded my ship to speed to the gate, but it was too late. My propulsion systems were already jammed. I hung in space, creeping toward the gate with what speed I could muster out of my crippled engines.

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Noisy Neighbors

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My punisher floated in the black. A stroke of lighting thousands of miles long arced across the surface of the planet below, catching my attention for a moment. Nature was furious, and fury is almost always beautiful. So long as you are well out of range.

I refocused my attention on the directional scanner. One ship, another punisher.

“Aura, decrease the scan sweep to 180,” this was pointless, I knew where he was. “Scratch that Aura, scan sweep at 5 degrees, center on the Heydelies gate. My instincts had been correct. I stared at the scanner, my ship aligning to the gate at my subconscious command.

“Shall we initiate a warp?” Aura’s voice broke my trance. “Uh, no. No, Aura let’s get away from this gravity well.” My ship realigned and moments later the planet faded away into a point, and then further, into nothing. When she came to rest nothing was visible save the ever-present sea of stars.

“Give me a 360,” the results leaping onto my scanner before I had finished the command. Speaking to Aura was a complete waste of time, as her AI was integrated into my own brain, but old habits die hard. My decision had been a good one, a Helios was now visible in system. A hunch revealed that it was sitting in orbit of the planet I had just left. They knew I was here.

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