Journal Entry No. 7

9/8/YC116

I curled my fingers into a fist. We were finally going to catch this bastard who accepted the courier.
"Deploy the probes in a spread formation, scan radius 16 AU." I said, the capsule recording my voice and relaying to the rest of the ship, where my crew was.
After a short while, Yuko, responded. "Alright, signal is locked. His scan signature is BMW-44. We have 0.3% signature strength on him."
"Alright, bring it down to 8 AU and move the probes to pinpointing position, and surround the whole scan area with it."
"Affirmative."
After repeating this procedure a few times, Thomas yelled, "Sir! We have locked on to his location with 100% scan strength!"
"Good. Everyone eject from your ship and move over to the Algos. Quickly, now, we only have about two minutes left!" I set a bookmark as to its location.
After the crew had gotten aboard, I boarded the Algos. Quickly I set the Algos into warp drive, warping to zero.
Sure enough, the bastard was there, waiting at a Customs Office. I guess the transport was originally supposed to go down onto a Planetary Colony, where the person who ordered her was going to pick her up. It was a criminal underworld, I guess you gotta cover your tracks and make sure you're untraceable. I just hoped the transfer hadn't taken place just yet.
"Alright everyone! This isn't an NPC drill, this is the real thing so don't panic and don't get your panties in a bunch! Lock and orbit her at 5km, NOW!!" I yelled.
A young crewman jumped and then nodded, typing in the coordinates into the computer and beginning to lock. "Locked and orbiting, sir!"
"Turn on EVERYTHING! Turn on the guns! Turn on the energy neutralizer! Warp scram it! Turn on AB! DCU!"
Crew members everywhere were panicking as they rapidly typed various commands into the computer.
Our shield had gotten down to 50%. I yelled, "Turn on the Shield Ancillary Booster, NOW!"
Nothing happened.
"Why is it not on?!"
Thomas cringed. "Sir, I'm so sorry."
"Spit it out!"
"It's not loaded."
"Shit. Well load it now then!"
"Alright, but it'll take a full minute." Thomas began loading the cap boosters into the module.
As the bullets began penetrating armor with 10% shield remaining, I dreadfully realized I'd forgotten to send out my main source of damage, my drones. "Send in the drones!" I had 7 in my hold: 2 Hammerheads and 5 Hobgoblins, but only 5 could be launched.
"Which ones, sir?"
"I don't care! Just launch them!"
"Yessir!"
The drones launched and started targeting the ship. Quickly armor and hull fell, unable to repair itself with my energy neutralizer on it.
"Drop the exotic dancer, or I will end your ship and I will end you." I transmitted to them.
"Alright, give us a second."
I heard something garbled about reinforcements.
I sent a single drone to bring them down to 10% hull structure.
"Alright, alright, we're droppin' her!" A jetcan came out immediately, and I scooped it up.
A fire began to burn within my eyes, and I fired on the ship anyways. The ship was blasted to pieces, and I began targeting the capsule. It warped away too soon, however.
Damn, I... I paused. What am I doing?
It was too late though, the damage had already been done. I clothed the naked former and forced exotic dancer, Kasurin Makise, and shut myself into my office once I docked up.