killconie sat cross-legged in the center of the bridge, completely un-aware of everything but the ship. He slowly expanded his thoughts to the energy field around him. he could feel it pulsate slightly with every beat of his heart. he concentrated on focussing it towards the ship, and felt it roar to life under him. it flew up out of the sky and into the black space beyond. this only took him ten seconds.
He released his concentration on the ship a little... the hard part was over. he slowly went over the plan... he had to go over this one more time. enter deneb c-10 for a little guise target practice... kill a couple serco 'bots, warm up a bit. then-
a blip on the edge of killconie's conscious shook him from his thoughts. he didn't target it yet... it still hadn't seen him. he examined its flight pattern... not a guise. a human. no... not a human, a cyborg. a technological freak built for war and destruction. he scanned it.
SHIP NAME: Burning Pyre
SHIP CLASS: Vulture MKII
SHIP OWNER: Esan Perit
he hailed it, and a message crackled through on the comm: "hello, lowly itani fool. you shall pay for the crimes visited on the Serco Dominian!"
the message ended there. Killconie quickly began evasive maneuvers and started back towards his home. he needed to look into this little person. no real humans had been in C-10 since the SCAR demise. he needed to think.

Killconie sat cross-legged in the center of his chamber, a cold, metal room that had nothing in it but a desk and a bed. He slowly got up and walked over toward his desk, clear of all beet a comm link and a screen. he turned the screen on and checked on the status of his ship and his storage. Finishing that, he opened up the nation-wide database and researched what happened to the SCAR. "nothing seems to have been found out about it." killconie looked thoughtfully at at the comm link on the desk, and picked it up. he concentrated quickly on it and felt it buzz to life in his hand. he directed it to contact Omega 0, leader of the guild killconie was formerly a part of. He heard Omegas voice break through the static on the other side.
"Hello killconie, good to hear from you. What do you need?"
"Hey there. I need someone to research this name: Esan Perit."
"... ill have someone on that right away. you just sit tight."
"ok, thanks. Ille see you 'round."
"No problem. bye."

Some ways away, a vulture Mk11's Nuets shot Itani after Itani out of the sky, sending their burning wrecks into nearby astroids, mercilessly crushing bot after bot. Esan smiled as he gleefully destroyed each unit from the robotic patrol meant to keep the serco out of itani territory. he payed no heed to the Itani scum that had recently crossed paths with him, instead thinking of how easily SCAR could crush the itanis since [ITAN] had stopped doing anything. A small shock ran through him as the SCAR bank contacted him through his Cybernetic implant.
"Esan... Do you read me?"
"I hear you loud and clear!"
"Ok. Somebody nearly succeeded in hacking our network, so be on the look out for anyone suspicious. Detail any non-robotic contact in your mission report, and be sure to inform them who de-brief you about it. Signing off..."
Esan frowned as he thought this over. Something was definitely cooking, no doubt about it. After thinking it over some, he realized he was still on the mission, and he happily went back to an oblivious massacre of bots, not thinking of it again.

(OOC) I don't see how you can say ITAN has done nothing, when we've been having a 5.5 hour long battle that's still going on...

its now 11:50 gmt and the battle has stopped CLM and the last remaining fighters called a tie and we all hunted roda :)

was a fun night
made me 85 player kills

"killconie?"
"Here, Omega."
"I found the guy you where looking for."
"And?"
"It's not good news."
"What happened?"
"Ill send you the information now."
"Got it. Thanks."
"No problem. Don't destroy the Serco Dominian without telling me first!!"
"Of course. Bye."

CLASSIFIED INFORMATION: MILITARY PERSONAL'S ONLY

NAME: Esan Perit
LEVELS: 4/4/4/0/0
ORGANIZATIONS GIVIN TO: S.C.A.R. military
SHIP: Vulture MKII
SHIP NAME: Burning Pyre

Killconie spun about in surprise.
"Scar is back..."

Don't SCAR have to leave to uum, come back?

Spidey, you posted that at 11:50 EDT, not GMT.

sometimes the energies that surround us are blotted out by the red haze of the Serco war machine.
That is why [ITAN] have taken effective control over Deneb system and are patrolling it, enforcing a no-fly to any serco.
http://www.vendetta-online.com/x/msgboard/7/17867

Panis wasn't in ITAN, but he was a mighty good hacker due to his childhood wanting to be an engineer, and engineers nowadays need to be good with computers. REALLY good.

He was interested on what was going on with ITAN, so he decided to have a look. He mentally pressed a button, and his Corvus Vulturous sent out the encoded activation signal to his probe, the same one he had since he was 10 years old. It tried to access the ITAN guild channel using some really bad spyware energy transmission sequence that he had made up in his spare time, and he watched as the energy from the ITAN anti-hack system focused on the probe. Panis then released a more focused transmission from a different probe, this one more advanced. He didn't use his actual ship, as he might be caught.

Panis smiled as a little bit of information came through. It was just a name though. "Esan Perit". He wasn't familiar with that name, and he was pretty sure they weren't in ITAN. Weird.

An alarm sounded. He had been caught. Couldn't be that bad though, he could just terminate the link with the probes, although he'd miss his old childhood one. Then he saw something coming through the link. It almost seemed like someone was overloading the energy link. Then he realized how bad it really was. It was a backup defense mechanism. He had really underestimated ITAN. He quickly tried to terminate the signal, but it was too late, as a giant bolt of energy came into his ship, shorting out his engines, weapons and almost his consciousness.

A towing team in Valkyries came to bring Panis' beat-up Vulture back to ITAN headquarters for questioning.

Really not what he had planned for the evening.

okay... if no ITAN member wants to do the interrogation scene (to make it not controversial), then I will.

Panis awoke to a bright light, shined right in his eyes. He tried to shield his eyes, but his hands were tied behind the chair he was in.

"Nothing like low-tech answers, eh, ITAN?"

Panis heard some mermers from behind the wall, then got a voice spoken through the comm. He recognized it as being Omega 0. "Panis, this is standard procedure for people who hack into the guild channel. Now, tell me what the hell you were doing spying on our channel. It's called "guild chat" for a reason."

Panis, with the sensory bombardment interrogation technique starting to take effect, became confused, weak, scared. "I... What is..." He tried to fight it, but he wasn't succeeding. "I was trying to see what ITAN was doing, it's known for its cleverness."

Omega tried to smile, but he knew this way of getting information was mean, maybe even evil. Panis was almost even a friend, it was hard to see him like this. He decided to ask one more question. "Do you know anything about a pilot with the initials 'E.P.'?"

Panis just wanted to get away from the torture, so he told the truth. "I saw something about 'Esan Perit'..." Panis received an electric shock, as the computer was designed to give when a person in the chair said "Esan Perit". "I saw something about... the person, but I didn't hear what it was." Panis felt a tear falling down his face. "Please, make it STOP!"

Omega turned off the machine, and the light went off. Panis' head slumped down. He was unconscious. Omega walked into the room, unstrapped him from the chair, carried him to one of ITAN's many Corvults, and sent the ship out to where he came from, hoping he would get there without getting hurt too badly. When he returned to the world of the conscious, he would hopefully forget whatever he heard about Esan Perit and the return of SCAR.