Pilots rounded up to bid farewell to the old fort, cruise around some
constellations and head to the new fort. The odds were against us.
Droid meltdowns, a fire, lack of NavTail radio transmission
capabilities, and the sudden disappearance of chopper groove seemed
foreboding. Pilots rallied together to bring in the funk, get the
fleet together, and the ride was on. In addition to the electrical
issues, it was COLD. Pilots shielded themselves in multiple spacesuit
layers to prepare.
Three maggots joined in for the ride and a floatie (pre-baby maggot
Bendy!) joined in too. We
patrolled the Davis, Harvard, and Central constellations.
BaneThuderwolf had a mechanical on SpookyPirate due to rubbing of his
primary thruster against his hull. A quick adjustment allowed the
fleet to continue on.
We stopped for some grooving and refueling at LunaSevenEleven,
and then headed through the Kendall constellation and to the new fort.
On the way a pilot got his spacesuit caught in his propulsion transfer
conduit, causing a brief separation of the fleet. We regrouped at the
old landing pad and then headed to the new landing pad. A super
stealth route brought us to the new fort and when we reached the the
landing pad, there was a group knighting.