There I was... tuckin into some luscious Fullerite from a bountiful reservoir deep in wormhole space, I knew it was risky but the ISK was juusst too tempting...

I'd lost track of time until the ship sensors started lighting up like grandmas Christmas tree, I knew it couldn't good news.

BoxBot6 scanned our perimeter and gave out an emergency 'Meep BOP!'

I reached out, shut down the harvesters and redirected capacitor to thrusters while I maneuvered the VentureROTH into exit position... that's right, I had gotten so greedy on those clouds again I'd forgotten all about lining up for a hasty exit.

There they were! A whole fleet of bloodthirsty pirates popping into my nebula like a meteor shower.

They wanted my tasty clouds but so did I, warp was kickin in just on time as my sensors detected multiple ships acquiring targeting lock on the VentureROTH.

I gave the dirty dogs the finger as I kicked into hyperdrive, chuckling to myself about the looks on their faces.

Nothing like letting a hound think it just got dinner only to gobble up the last scrap all for yourself!

I got back to my locator at the Wormhole but.. there wasn't anything around that resembled my exit.

BoxBot6 let off a 'MeepBop' that can only be described as computerized anxiety.

Looks like its gonna be a long night with alot of cloud in the back.

MY CLOUD!