Andru reporting in, commander of the Cobra Mk3, 'Sly Serpico'. Location: Atius, within the outer rim of chart 3, a planet famous for its evil brandy. Actually, this was my third stop on one tank of witchspace juice so I was a little apprehensive. I had a hold full of furs hoping for a good price at Orzaedve, but when I arrived there the market was disappointing. Atius is less than .5 LY away so I my plan was to jump there and return. Nearly a fatal decision.
Upon arrival Atius, identified the presence of a Rock Hermit in the space lane. Being an agricultural world, it may have a decent amount of cheap metals to buy, so I pushed on with all haste. I met a couple pirates on the way, but they were not much trouble. They did, however, manage to deplete my fuel to mere vapors evading the two hard heads they let loose before being destroyed.
Finally, I approach the Rock Hermit, sidling along it's starboard side at half speed... Preparing for the yaw maneuver to bring my ship around to the cavernous entrance. As I do, I notice the hermit, piloting a Cobby 1, is on docking approach as well. Nice, I thought, I'll just throttle down and follow her in. Just then, at extreme forward scanner range, appear what I make out to be at least six bogies closing fast. No Worries, I'm nearly home. I wonder if the master of this house has some fresh brewed coffee?
About half way in laser beams flash above my cockpit. The Cobby1 ahead of me freaks out, pitches, rolls, and collides with the tunnel wall... Smashed to pieces! I keep my wits for the moment, and throttle up. Just then, the master himself emerges in a Cobby 3 to defend his property. What a bloody disaster! We collide and in one micro-second, my forward shield is gone. The next second the entire asteroid breaks up and now what remains is battering the hull of my ship, damaging cargo and several key systems. With no protection whatsoever, the pirates now open up on me. I did the only thing I could: Pitched down away from a boulder and hit the injectors. Luckily, I just had enough fuel to scamper away and then take a torus vector away from the space lane.
I brought the 'Sly Serpico' to a full stop so shields could recharge and I could ascertain the damage. It could have been worse. Just as I began to calm down I hear a whimpering sound from the galley. Oh no! Dexter me lad? Dexter, my faithful canine, has been with me on all my adventures. I jump out of my seat, rush down the hall and through the galley portal. But I'm too late to do any good. His deep brown eyes look up at me, his tail manages a few feeble wags, and then he is gone. Shock set's in quickly, but is - just as soon - transformed into a building rage. Good bye, good Dexter, me lad. I won't forget you, but I will repay.