On Board Helios "The Navigator"
A small, inconspicuous ship docked into Maeve's delivery hangar. She had finally finished her training in Frigates V and wasted no time putting out an order for a covert operations ship, a Helios. It was an unimpressive looking ship. Awkward and unattractive. But it didn't matter, this ship would spend most of its time cloaked, it wasn't meant to be looked at. The opposite rather, it was meant not to be looked at.
Plunging herself into the cockpit of the tiny frigate, she looked over all of the elaborate display consoles and scan screens. Without hesitation, she launched several probes into space and began looking for adventure. It didn't take long.
"Now this is what I'm talking about."
First, a belt of rare ore. Jackpot. This would be much help to her drone manufacturing, and what went unused would make excellent lining to her wallet.
Then, Serpentis hide aways, full of drones and good salvage. Even some modules begging to be hacked.
But her most exciting moment was the discovery of her first wormhole. She'd been inside of one once... but never found one on her own. With a gulp she jumped through.
Now, even though Maeve has spent time in Wormhole space before, this doesn't mean she actually spent any time exploring them. And more importantly, never encountered Sleepers. Her time in Wormhole space was on Wormhole guard duty in Corporations past, days, literally, staring and hoping for just one unauthorized ship to jump through.
But this time, as far as her probes and scanners could tell, this wormhole was hers, and hers alone.
Maeve opened her coms to her corporation, "Has anyone dealt with Sleepers?" Followed by a brief silence, until a lone reply came, "I dont think so Maeve....."
She stared at a Sleeper outpost on her scan readout. "Can they see through my cloak?". Again, "I don't think so Maeve...."
With a look of determination, she set The Navigator to warp to 100k, just to be safe. The warning on her display made her heart leap into her throat, she held her breath.
What she saw before her was probably the most breath-taking sight she had ever witnessed in New Eden.
Zooming in as close as she could she snapped several shots. Warping from Sleeper strongold to Sleeper Outpost, taking in as much as she could.
Once she was finished feeling selfish, and properly touristy, she notified Black Thorne she had found Sleepers and would lead anyone willing to give them a shot to their strongholds.
It was a moderate success, only the three of them, two really considering she was in a non-combat ship. They managed to take down several Sleepers and empty some wrecks, but wave after wave prevented any salvaging from taking place.
After several hours gallivanting in her little pocket of wormhole space, she head back to Octanneve, looking back proudly at her Wormhole, then docked up at her home station.
"Save these images Rigel. Today has been a good day." She stared out her window, and suddenly the empty space looked much more mysterious, full of much more potential. She imagined herself, sneaking around in quick invisible little ships. "I think I may be getting closer to my calling Rigel." He clicked and bleeped, examining the images for himself, and whirred in wonder.
"Call in 10 Hygiea to the departure bay.... I'm going to actually wind down by mining at my favorite belt and stare at the beautiful storm systems of Octanneve II."