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We are a Friendly Non-Pirate Corp. We do not participate in aggravated PvP fights.
The young pilot was sitting at a station waiting for his pilots license. This was the moment he had been waiting for since he could walk. All he ever thought about was flying. The vast openness of space with the gleams of stars that look so close yet are so far away. He had only left the station once. In a flight with his dad 18 years before. Now he sits here, 21 years old. Tall and slender with flat black hair. Looks so young compared to all the old and worn pilots scattered across the lobby. He looks out of the docking bay window across the ships and spots his tiny little frigate. Next to it sat his friends ships who would follow him to the end of the galaxy. "Sir, your license is ready and your launching pass is cleared." the young, beautiful attendant said to him. "Thanks, and like all the pilots that stop here, when I come back i expect to find you. After all, you are the reason so many pilots stop here." She looked at him and smiled. They had been lifelong friends and now they were going to be separated. "Make sure you and your friends stay out of trouble. They are like rats. Wherever there is something to be had you will find them." she said. With a long hug goodbye he headed down to the docking bay and boarded his little frigate and undocked for the first time. Little did he know he would be doing it a lot more. As he pulled out and he got on the VoiceCom with his friends in the fleet. Their feeling of adventure was rising and as they hit the warp button like a group of rehearsed churched children would sing together they shouted, "Let's Warp, Rats!"