Pilot Log
Negotiations: The Mess Goes On
I’m exhausted. I worked hard today, trying to negotiate a resolution to the VKYR war. I spoke to Bataav about this situation too, only to find out he’d neglected to mention some things to me which made the situation a bit more complex than it probably would have been.
In the end, despite what seemed like a promising beginning...rather than being anything remotely close to productive, my negotiations were an
exercise in futility.
If I ever meet Darc Kaahar face to face in a station somewhere I just might have to remove his lungs via his tear ducts. Rarely have I felt so angry; his complete disregard and lack of respect for other people, specifically Miss Sparkles, is disgusting to the point words fail to adequately address it. He’s a bully and abusive of her, largely I think because she’s female. Having witnessed firsthand his statements I can’t imagine now that she actually
asked him for this war. If anything, he pushed her into it. Why he wanted an excuse to shoot us, I have no idea. He probably just saw an opportunity to get more targets and took it
because he could. It seems to be a common, pathetic excuse for a lot of capsuleers.
Darc has taken to trying to bully me, too. As soon as I connect to the public comms network, he docks at my station with astonishing speed and initiates a trade request with me. His lackeys do the same, gumming up my communication relays with multiple prompts. Each prompt lists a single junk item: a holoreel, a piece of scrap metal, one unit of Serpentis-issue ammunition. All to distract and annoy and discourage me, of course. They’ve been monitoring our public channels and I wouldn’t be surprised if they’ve tried to bug my office. Psychological warfare, along with the physical.
I ignore the trade requests. They leave them active for minutes, sometimes an hour or more, at a time. Fine by me: keeping the requests open keeps Darc and his people from leaving the station until they cancel them. I then know exactly when they are about to undock and can relay the intel.
Now there is nothing else to do but see the war through to its conclusion. If Darc is going to replace the Drake himself, IPI certainly will not offer any other compensation. An apology is still not warranted.
But even though the fault is Darc’s...I’m still disappointed I couldn’t resolve the situation. It’d be nice to feel like I’ve accomplished...
something. Anything.