Missing Hanger

The corperation I joined a month back is known as the High-Sec Geological Survey. Our illustrious CEO is very wise in the way of planning ahead for success. It was this fact, along with the relatively simlar timezone, that led me to joining in the first place. One of his fittings (my destroyer) was his own design and probably the most successful of my vessels.

A corporation buddy (Cass) jumped on the communicator tonight to inform me that our hanger had mysteriously vanished.

I was sure that there would be some simple explanation, but low and behold; Nothing.

I am hoping this will somehow rectify itself at some stage.

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