Encounter with the Shadow of Death

I've been spending some time back and forth between Evati and Molden Heath, doing some quiet roaming to get used to the area and figure out where I really should not shoot people lest I get blobbed by the locals. It's an odd area, a different dynamic from what I'm accustomed to, though most of that may be that all of my work beforehand has been based from a system where my associates at the time held supremacy.

I was chilling out in the bar in the station I'd decided to base from in Egbinger, curled up in a chair with a glass of hot spiced apple brandy, still plugged into the local network and arranging to get gear shipped to both Egbinger and Evati when my personal comms pinged for a private convo.

A scan of Local and found not only the pilot but three of his mates in the system. Curious, I accepted the convo, and he left it as quickly as it opened.

Ah-ha. Gotcha.

Some people don't seem to have mastered the art of checking a pilot's info without opening a conversation. I wasn't going to let this guy, one Eon Drake of German Arnima Corp, get away so easily, and decided to poke a little.

[20:14:28] Shae Tiann > can i help you, Eon?
[20:14:45] Eon Drake > yes

He went quiet.

[20:15:11] Shae Tiann > /emote waits patiently for elabouration

After a moment, their intentions in the system were revealed, and I cracked up laughing, drawing curious stares from the other patrons:

[20:16:55] Drummer 061 > come out the station :D
[20:17:32] Shae Tiann > so you can gank me? ^_^ thanks, but foursomes aren't my thing
[20:19:38] McMelch > alright, i liike threesomes more, too
[20:20:17] Shae Tiann > aw, now we wouldn't wanna make my boyfriend jealous
[20:20:25] Shae Tiann > /emote gets cosy in the station lounge
[20:20:42] Drummer 061 > what is cosy?
[20:20:49] Shae Tiann > comfortable
[20:22:49] McMelch > it's not necessary that your boyfriend see us o0
[20:23:19] Shae Tiann > ah, but I'm a one-man kinda girl
[20:23:56] McMelch > i feel sad to hear that :(
[20:24:06] Shae Tiann > sorry, dear
[20:24:38] McMelch > ah, i can handle hits like that

Apparently bored with flirting and realising I wan't going to hand myself over to be shredded, they drifted around awhile and eventually their icons disappeared from Local without even a word of farewell.

That's antipirates for you: heartbreakers, every one.