In my trusty (and rusty) Python, I was coming home to Qutiri after my profitable trade run.
The dreaded red blip on the rader was answered by myself lighting up the injectors. So long, pirate!
But imagine the higher level of dread when the privateer also kept pace at great speed...Gah!
It was most likely an Iggy, but worse! It was an Imperial Courier.
Versus a plodding Python with no shield/energy enhancements.
AI Couriers fall into two distinct categories:
1) The rich, noobish miscreant who does not fly the beast very well.
2) The Achenarian Ace who flies like the Red Baron on a roid rage.
I'll let you guess which category this stunt-flying and sharp-shooting nutcase belonged to.
He most likely had a holy shrine to Emperor Duval on the dashboard. I was a dead man!
As is the case with afterburner-using AI, he sped away, came back shooting, and repeated.
My Python was taking a creaming, and the last attack cannot have been far away...I sighed.
I watched the Courier u-turn (I'll admit magnificently) and close in for the kill...
I determined that I would die with the finger wrapped around the laser trigger!
I aimed my nose at the Imperious dog as I fired a long stream...
Just as the Emperor's finest clipped his engine nacelle off my hull,
And exploded quite wonderfully...! I could scarce believe it...!
Still in a state of shock, I scooped his cargo and burned out of there!
I won't get that lucky again...But I do have almost 480000 creds,
and soon will be lumbering to Zaonce to buy my own Courier!