Life is a funny game...

Just an ordinary evening in patrol, flying around in my new ship named Lady Hustler, hoping not to see any criminals in action.Only what i need right now is a few minutes in this like nirvana state to relax my self, so i close my eyes and went into the deep meditation.
Feeling that some light years missing in my memory i've come back to reality whatever it is...



Just to check who recently enter in my sector, i'll switched to scanner log events...freelancer, freelancer, freelancer, SA.., PX..., GoP..., an unidentified smuggler vessel , ...tzzt...omG again those interferences caused by 25 years old tracking equipment...Sometimes i have to ask my self, Does CF government mind about criminal activity at all? ...czzzt... wfsss...Ice...O_o... wot?
Ice!?
Wait, this can not be?
scanning, scanning...Holy pulsar, only one man is capable to fly in that piece of crap under such radiation...Ice, my school m8, my colleague from Academy...like through the fog i remember the day when he left the Academy without saying good bye...Is it possible to meet him in Sirius again, after all this years?...Switching to high impulse intergalactic messenger at maximum power i sent him a message: "Greetings" ...and after few seconds i heard that arrogant and firm voice again, now i am sure...this is Ice!
"Hey there, Lady, wanna have some fun with old Icy?"
"Depends on what kind of fun do you think?" i replied.
"Mind to escort old Icy to Weth dear Lady officer, or u will left me here to die slowly?"...he said laughing...
"Never left ur mate behind... we were taught...right?"
"Holy Quasar... who are you, show your self?"
"This is Bond speaking"
"Wait..how?..almost sent u a flower...hahaha"..."hahaha..."we laugh for a minute or so...
"As if time has stopped..." he said
"Shall we?" ..."Like in a old good times, we will practice and chat, we have much to tell each other?"
"Yes, Lead the way!" ..Ice muttered through his teeth...
Hypergate...docking...


We try to speak but we remain speechless, we try to say something...but nothing has happened...Many souls we saved on our trip to Weth by providing them painless and quick death..but we could not drain even one word, one simple sentence...
20 k to Weth, last welcome message from aliens...that's it.Docking...
"Glad to meet u again my old friend" he said
"The pleasure is mine, Ice" ...somehow i knew it, and i saw it, after he performed sharp maneuver to get rid of two aliens at his six, i saw it...scull of the Tiger , the well known sign all over the Galaxy... SMG...Sirius Marauder Gang...



Smooth as in dreams we reach our destination...One dream is over, the nightmare may take its place!


Life is a funny game...

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