I received a mysterious message, promising me a very special deal, for me only. I had to meet up with someone in one of the many hangars of Mehatoor's 24th Imperial Crusade station, any weekday between 9:00-12:00 or 13:00-17:00.
The office hours should have been a hint that this was not about a covert operation for the MIO, not a meeting with an informant or a whistleblower, nor - God forbid - an offer of romance.
My curiosity was piqued nevertheless, so I went.
It turned out to be a Nestor hull battleship salesman.
I have no idea how these marketeers figured out that I have a lot of ISK from the Navy, or that I am an explorer. That the Ministry is listening in on our electronic devices is fine and for the better, but that private companies are listening in or gathering all that information, that is scandalous!
It is a fine ship, though.
The salesman gave me a tour, explaining that it is perfect for exploration and rescue missions, sturdy enough to withstand the occasional rogue drone or pirate that hides out in archaeological space sites. It has quarantine bays, top-notch medical facilities on board, laboratories, all state-of-the-art and looking amazing. And it will be mine for the prize of little over a billion isk (isn't that convenient, it is about the amount I received from the Navy), and just for me he would throw in special fittings and an entertainment center for the crew during long voyages.
I was tempted, but I resisted the temptation. The vow of poverty still allows me to keep a few ships, but no more than needed for my quest. I think that such an expensive vessel is not needed at this point, and would be stretching the vow. So, I thanked the salesperson and left.
And next, I will be checking the privacy settings on my Galnet browser.
