![]() ![]() These are great fleet builders.Ģ00K is usually an upgraded medium, so expect a bit of a fight. They start at 150K for ships like a Splinter/Firebird/Osprey/Bastion. Check the jobs if you're offered a Bounty mission, take it! The best thing about Bounty missions is that you are the only one fighting them no one will come in and give your prize a coup de grace missile shot just before you board it. This is a great base to start hunting Bounty Pirates. Take your fleet to Kraz, close to the end of The Rim. This thread is for those of us who pay the iron price for our ships. If you're tempted to buy a Mule or Baccy, fine, but stop reading and build your fleet the easy way. You can put atomics in your escorts if you want, but it's not really necessary. Save your cooling for Kraz, which sells all the human cooling units. Take your fleet to Valhalla in The Deep and outfit all your escorts for maximum capping - Heavy laser turrets and guns, decent shielding/energy to keep everything running. Your combat rating should be 5 or more if not, keep bagging pirates in the Alnair area until it is at last 5. But as the plane is banking over the city, Gage looks down and says, 'Pretty, pretty,' and then whoopses all over himself."So, you've now got a decent medium flagship, a few medium escorts and a gaggle of interceptors. "Why, Church is fine, honey," Louis said slowly. "Let's get your suitcases and blow this joint. "Chiwwi" Gage screamed in Louis's other ear, which at least equalized the ringing on," Louis said. And speaking of breakfast, I skipped mine that morning. And the other day when 1 opened the door, Ellie, he had a mouse-or what was left of it. I just kind of sweep at him with it and he goes. 1 put him out with a broom at night because I don't like to touch him. He lies around the house all day long and looks at me with those strange, muddy eyes-as if he'd seen something that had blasted away most of whatever intelligence a cat has. "I got him changed in the toilet," she said. "I dreamed that Church got run over," Ellie said. Louis was a little embarrassed by her ardor, but he felt a large, stupid grin spreading across his own face just the same. She ran up the jet way toward him, weaving in and out between deplaning passengers like a quarterback on a keeper play. "Hi, Daddy" she bellowed and smacked his cheek heartily. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. I've seen enough airports in the last week to last me for at least five years." Set her mind at rest, Louis, and let's get out of this airport. "Too many turkey sandwiches after the big day, that's my guess," Rachel said. ![]() He pulled him up into the crook of his arm and hugged them both. "Hi, hon," he said and bent over to catch Gage. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. Louis frowned and then glanced at Rachel. It was a question Louis had expected, but not Ellie's anxious face, and the deep worry line that appeared between her dark blue eyes. ![]() "Daddy, how's Church?" Ellie asked as he set her down.
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