Everything happens for a reason

It was a successful hunt lately. As successful as ideas of some dads.

The most exciting thing I've been able to see on d-scan in a week was a t1 frigate and t1 transport ship.

Wormhole space started feeling like a desert. Where the hell is everyone? Perhaps busy fighting Goons? The news and propaganda was all over r/Eve, hard to miss. But earthly empire politics excite me little. While it's fun to read all the drama, I belong to wormholes. My interaction with empire space ends with me checking which system wormhole exit leads to. I'm becoming a hermit of w-space. All I need now is a beard. Oh wait...

I casually orbit an exit when I hear an activation sound. I see a frigate decloak and then jump right back in. I manage to grab the name and proceed checking out the corp. Knowledge is key and I like to know who is poking around. This time it's a pilot from The Enclave Frontiers. A rather active corp that has done way more killing than dying. I resume my activities, when I hear an activation sound once more. This time a Legion appears! Without wasting much time he warps to an anomaly and I follow. He barely manages to create two small sleeper wrecks and I already got my eyes on him.

I get excited. It's only a Legion, but holy crap does it generate sparkles and joy in my eyes. I setup my Nestor fleet and align to the anomaly. Preparations are done. I get a good warp-in on the Legion and decloak. Once target is locked and tackled I bring in the fleet. Everything goes by the book.

I unleash my Faction Navy Ogres and neut the strategic cruiser into oblivion. Of course he is active tanked and after few repair cycles he goes dead quiet and quickly pops soon after. I'm happy for once not to have to kill an MTU on the field. I scoop the faction adaptive membrane and warp out. I salute the pilot with gf in local, but get no response. Coincidence or not, I also have locals awake. I spot a familiar Nemesis on d-scan for a few seconds, no doubt checking out the anomaly with Legion wreck in it. I won't waste my time here anymore and so I pack my things and move to the next wormhole.

Few days later I log-in to find my email notification flash. That's strange. Who would be writing to an old wormhole hermit?

An email from a true believer. There are probably few things in EVE brings people together. One is sharing the ammo and the other is faith in Bob. I now I see that my and nightmarefiend's paths were destined to cross. It's a subtle reminder from Bob that he has plans for each of us.