A Daredevil Comedy of Errors

While EVE taught me the peaceful way of the velour warrior (by force!) it also teaches me a lot of other things. I would really appreciate an exclusive lesson in interstellar voodoo (some of my opponents seem to have that!) but I got one I'm getting quite a few in humility instead.

I hate that ugly funk of heat damaged mods!

Now on to the subject of humility, my dear reader, I didn't mean to tease you with idle chatter.

After a rather half-assed Rifter roam with lots of cooking in between scan sessions I ran into a cooperating Punisher with an extremely upbeat attitude that required correction. While landing nicely at 20 km I somehow missed to set an appropriate orbit (I personally like 13 kilometers) so 20 seconds into the fight I was at 800m and without armor. Now kids, one important aspect when flying a long range fit is range! So I overheated my afterburner and got out to a nice orbit where the punisher wasn't hitting me at all. Phew for a minute there I saw myself sitting in a pod. Instead the Punisher guy was.

15 minutes later I found a Daredevil, a Thorax and a Myrmidon in a belt and warped in just to take a look. The Daredevil was immediately turning towards me. I was flattered and watching its speed I figured I'd be able to kite and hurt it a little before warping out. Unfortunately I was so excited about that Daredevil that I didn't check the cruisers at all, they were still not moving much. The errors:

1.  Not checking the pilots in the belt.
2.  While kiting the Daredevil I didn't notice that the battlecruisers were now at about 150kms and 150 kilometers is damn much closer than 100 kilometers!

Now everything worked fine with that Daredevil, he was webbed and scrambled and obviously very uncomfortable within my falloff when suddenly I noticed the battlecruisers were close. Very close! Within 10 km! With the Daredevil in structure I started aligning to warp out the second he exploded. And here's the next error:

3. Aligning to a station while flagged as criminal.

So with the Myrmidon and the Thorax very close, my heart and pancreas and Rifter close to meltdown the Daredevil exploded and I thought I had exploded too, so I started spamming the warp button. At least I would get with my pod out. I was feeling like a porn film star in the eighties! I had solo-ed a Daredevil! That was pretty close to soloing a Dramiel, but let's not go crazy here. Dizzy as a frog I warped out and arrived at the station and to my surprise: I was still in my Rifter! Hurray!

But not for long: Friendly sentry gun fire killed my baby.

Anyway, still a very satisfying kill. GF everybody.