Most of my family were miners mining asteroids. When we gotten our mining barges, I myself wanted to do something else. Something like fighting pirates, Slavers, and others who call me weak and not worthy. Well I joined up with the marines and showed my two sisters Esperanza and Hysterya that being a miner all their life is a waste. You can be more than just a miner. Controling small gang to large fleets and I had Proved them by showing off my combat skills.
Shields are like clothes: the first thing to come off. Armor is like a penis: works better when hardened. Structure is like a vagina: once you're in it, you're fucked.