Omber, missions and study ...

It's been a couple of days i had time to sit down and record my logs.

Study kept me occupied for a couple of days and all i could do in between was
scanning down some anomalies in the systems we call home now.

I got some offers from my contacts in Amo to do some easy work for them and make some isk which i gladly accepted as i could use the Isk and more then that, the standings with their corporation so i would have to pay less when i needed their services at the station i occupied now.

It must have been fatigue as i scanned down a cosmic signature and said to myself that it was another crappy salvage complex not worth the troubles of visiting after i scanned it down.

'Signal Strength 100%, Large Omber Field Detected' the computer said after the last cycle and i got a puzzled look on my face. 'A Magnetometric signature with the name of known gravimetric site?' and i look once more on my re-calibrated scanner and saw it really was a hidden belt, and not some ancient graveyard of long lost ships and debris.

I warped back to my station and ordered the crew to prepare the Hulk for a run into an unknown asteroid field and after i got the report that all repairs where done, the modules running at 100% efficiency we undocked from the station and warped into the omber field.

'Turn on the shields and launch the drones' i immediately shouted as a handful of hostile pirates turned and had their targeting systems locking on to us.

'Come on, get a lock on these ships' i barked while the first damage on our shields started showing, but i knew this ship could handle everything these rats would throw at us.

Once the targets got a lock from our targeting system, the drones homed in on these Sansha Nation pilots and took them out in a rather short fight... 'Never send mice to do a mans job' i smiled.

After we dealt with the hostile ships i walked to the window and looked outside.
'What a magnificent view this is' i said in amazement while i took in the sight of the belt that resembled a small planet almost totally cut out and only existed out of strings and branches.

In between these strings and branches of twisted rock, the lights of my ship and the sun showed shimmering rocks with veins of gold and silver that seemed to glow up like blood veins on an amarrian caterpillar i once saw during a visit on Amarr Prime.

Even though i was not the only one that had found the hidden belt of asteroids, my crew and I managed to take a big chunk out of the available ore that will resupply the diminishing amount of minerals that is used in producing the ships needed for the alliance.

Back in the office, i was going through the lists of ore and minerals that had been acquired when i received a conversation request of someone i did not know. After accepting the call, i had a short conversation where he asked if the White Rabbits was open for recruitment which i had to acknowledge positive.

'We are indeed in search for more dedicated members in the corporation' i replied on his question.

'If you like you can hang around in our public comms channel called The White Rabbits' i said, 'or look at our board.'

'Well, i think i might do that' he said and was ending the conversation.

'Don't you want the address?' i quickly said before he could terminate the conversation, 'This link will send you to our alliance board!' and transferred the link to him.

I hope we might meet again, but then in a nice mining fleet or more adventurous as the discovery of a wormhole and bringing out the riches it might offer.