Euphoric. These pilots were elated. We had just destroyed two ORE Covetor class ships sending two non-combatant pod pilots back to their clone vats and slaughtering untold numbers of crew in the process. We left the crew’s escape pods to fend for themselves. And my fellow pilots chattered as if this was the most enjoyable experience of their lives.
Keeping my opinion to myself, I tried to pull up the official combat record. I hoped that I wouldn’t appear on any record other than their defense detail, a single Caldari Drake. I tried to console myself with the fact that I’d only been following orders. The quickest way to die in this lawless waste of space was to stop following orders, and so when the order came I didn’t hesitate to launch the warp disruption probe.
Finally the combat record was successfully retrieved and flashed up in the virtual space created by my implants. My heart sank as I noted that my ship’s details were attached to the record of one of the two Covetors in addition to the Drake.
I take comfort that my actions were not directed at the Covetor, rather they were an unfortunate side effect — though that comfort is spartan. I hope that this will be the first and last such blemish on my record.
Note: As a rule, I don’t directly engage mining ships; but orders are orders and I wasn’t going to hold a bubble for that. I did hold back any offensive weaponry.