Had a half-dozen or so show up; we set up a bubble in C-N40D and waited. Couple neuts in system, including one in Dirt Nap Squad, who landed on the gate, jumped through, and then jumped back to us.
Was told by some wise person in intel that they were known for doing covert bridges, but we shot at him anyways. Sure enough, he popped up a covert cyno and they dropped a dozen or so recons on our little gang.
All our bombers got away, but Lucas Quaan, in finest Waffle Tradition, heroically died in a fire as his inty was melted by the recon gang. Cockpit footage recoverd from the burnt-out husk of his ship revealed he was furiously jerking off until the very last minute. Props to Lucas!
Without any tackle we headed back to MN5N-X and joined the PL fleet. I'm currently waiting 2k off of a Leviathan at a PОS, and my balls arе very, very blue.
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