Yesterday, on a nice saturday evening I decided to start the engines of my vessel again for a nice trip, after bringing my wife to bed.
Jumping in the pilot seat and launching into space, flying around in New London and meeting several guys in several bars around this precious system.
A few minutes later I recognized that I was not the only one from SMG flying around in space by this hour.
After hailing my comrade and having a bit smalltalk about what happend so far, we did recognized something weird.
A CFPD pilot was lurking around in the safe heaven for new pilots (other call it New York) being in a very low leveled (1) vessel and probably talking others into crazyness.
Then this pilot changed his vessels and was spotted in his untouchable ship. Well, his decission but still very suspicious.
After lurking around in the second ship he changed vessels again and popped up in a vessel which was located in the training space called Arena
Still no way to get a hold of him, since he