In all, they were disorganized and underequipped, but they still packed a punch. Plenty enough to ward off most hostile pilots. Against an experienced crew, they would have been easy pickings. But those experienced crews often sought after fatter livestock to pinch. Basically, beginners attacked
The enemy consisted of sixteen fighters and four frigates, which was a bit more than their escort’s number. But then again, they had the benefit of the cruiser’s turrets to help, even if it didn’t have a full complement of cannons. A rather scruffy pirate came on their comms, and immediately starte
Unable to stream through their DI’s, Eva and Miko instead opted to go the traditional route. Or at least, the route most others used to film their streams - by using cameras. They had acquired three EyeCast drones, which essentially followed the two of them around and recorded everything they did.
Pirates Attack Gerrado Merc Fleet And Get PERFORATED Wrecking Shop With The TNM Type F Mecha (3rd Gen) “We have underestimated the popularity of violence,” said Miko. “There is too much garbage.” ~ Eva sat down at her terminal and massaged her neck as she considered what she was about to do. One
“You’re gonna do more than clean her! You’re gonna treat her right, dammit! Regular software updates! Daily malware checks! Keep her running smooth and clean!” Miko watched the two as they talked. Or, rather, she watched as Eva beat up that boy Mack with her words. She was as vicious with her tongu
After much organization and planning and scheduling, Eva, Miko, and Mack reconvened a couple of cycles later. They were joined by Eva’s grandparents, who were positively ecstatic to hear that Eva was still alive. The two of them looked like your typical caucasian grandparents - they were in their 6
Eva wanted to cry at the injustice of it all. But then her resolve bubbled up from within her. She had done things in this new life that she never could have done in her old one. Who said that she was still powerless? Only herself! She was the only one in her own way. And that was a mode of thinkin
“Our pride for her is immeasurable,” said okaasan. “We only wish we could send you money, so we could see you better off.” Her husband quickly leaned into her and whispered some Japanese into her ears, and they had a hushed conversation between the two of them. There was some concern laced in their