Incoming!

Plumb is sat in his quarters on the Silent Angel, a bottle of Amarrian Whiskey in hand. He is watching a video feed being projected onto the wall furthest from his desk. The feed is a gun camera, onscreen a Megathron battleship is being pounded by a combined Veto/Ghost Festival fleet. Multiple torpedoes appear from behind the gun camera’s perspective, arcing into the battleship and detonating vividly, concentric rings of kinetic energy blossoming out from their points of impact. As the Megathron finally succumbs to the firepower of it’s attackers, Plumb lets loose a sly smile.

‘Juggernaught Torpedoes. Yours truely, Captain Andrastus Plumb, Ghost Festival’

He is silent for a moment longer, taking a swig from his bottle of whiskey.

‘Frak, i miss battleship combat sometimes’.

The camera drone remains active for another half a minute as the gun camera replays.

‘Video off’.