Sucker Punch

Sucker Punch by Jita FM Everybody knows the voices. Everybody knows the names. You hear an FC on comms enough, You recognize the way he plays. You know who likes to kite you, Who'll brawl and hold the grid, Who'll wait until you lose your nerve, Then punish what you did. We found them three jumps outward, Both fleets were roughly matched. Scouts were feeding ranges, Logi chains attached. No capitals behind us, No hidden cyno threat. Just two fleets in open space With nothing settled yet. Our FC gave the order, "Anchor. Lock. Hold fire." Their ships spread on the overview, Their engines…