05:38:09: Package picked up by Calto Fremis
05:38:10: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) has taken the precaution of wrapping that entire entry-way with barbed wire.  The only issue with barbed wire in this day and age is that once spotted, it can be avoided.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) activates their shield generator which creates a kinetic field of energy around their body, and it successfully severs most of the barbed wire.  Limping, @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) manically runs after @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
06:02:37: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) has taken the precaution of wrapping that entire entry-way with barbed wire.  The only issue with barbed wire in this day and age is that once spotted, it can be avoided.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) activates their shield generator which creates a kinetic field of energy around their body, and it successfully severs most of the barbed wire.  Limping, @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) manically runs after @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
07:00:52: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) continues their delivery.
08:22:18: Someone once told @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) that the best way to handle this job is if you keep it strictly business.  Not personal.  Do not concern yourself with revenge.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) knows @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) has stolen one too many packages from them before, but brushes the sweat from their brow, banishing that memory.  The heaviness of the EK40 surface to air missile launcher is starting to wear on @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) but the time is almost here.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s ship comes over the horizon.  There it is. @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s finger closes around the trigger loosely, causing the launcher to commence lock-on.  A small repetitive beep turns into a single tone, signaling the moment for action.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) is surprised however as the rocket launches behind them instead of in front due to user error.  This mistake would sting @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) the most, if not for the tower of rocket fuel they have chosen as their location.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
09:02:02: @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) is on a roll, carving a violent swathe through everything in their path when they enter a crossroads.  Dangerous territory.  A field of Space Bastards, but @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) lets loose a volley of grenades while igniting their rocket boots, soaring over the carnage below.  One failed attempt.  Two.  Three.  Four.  Each attempted theft of the package raises @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
10:00:06: Someone once told @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) that the best way to handle this job is if you keep it strictly business.  Not personal.  Do not concern yourself with revenge.  @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) knows @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) has stolen one too many packages from them before, but brushes the sweat from their brow, banishing that memory.  The heaviness of the EK40 surface to air missile launcher is starting to wear on @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) but the time is almost here.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s ship comes over the horizon.  There it is. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s finger closes around the trigger loosely, causing the launcher to commence lock-on.  A small repetitive beep turns into a single tone, signaling the moment for action.  @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) is surprised however as the rocket launches behind them instead of in front due to user error.  This mistake would sting @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) the most, if not for the tower of rocket fuel they have chosen as their location.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
11:00:00: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) ran by below.  Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger.  It was a miss.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
12:03:09: There are automatic rifles and there are these.  The GZNKA tank killer is surprisingly light as @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) hefts it on their shoulder.  The rounds are known to puncture holes two feet wide through heavy ship armor, and are held in a backpack and fed via sling.  It is this reason alone that @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) has used it, targeting @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s ship as it races across the horizon.  However, @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis)'s ship is not only retrofitted with two meter thick armor, but also an electronic shielding system.  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'s rounds do find their way through the shields, but only make it one foot into the armor.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) dips their ship, skirting past @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
13:13:52: @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) was running at break-neck speed and rounded a blind corner, stumbling upon a laser trip mine placed by @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson).  Luckily, @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) vaulted over it, only severing one foot.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
13:41:36: Package delivered by Calto Fremis for $180,000