08-02-YC121

Four days in the warzone.  I had hoped my head would be clearer, but it is not.  There has been little real action, a couple of minor events, but nothing noteworthy.  For the most part I have helped to secure tactical locations.

I have heard very little from anyone.  Letters from home, of course, which are always a joy - Felix has been concentrating on production efficiency or somesuch - but nothing from Ishta, nothing from Sirna, nothing from Commander Adams - not that that is any bad thing - but, most disappointing of all, nothing from Amadin.

I suppose it serves me right for getting my hopes up that someone good might like me.  He could probably tell there is something not right with me, or he spoke to people and they told him I was not worth the trouble.  I am better off staying right here at the front.

I have spent a little time at the Cafe, when I can, or rather when I feel I can.  I met that young Liana again.  She is a sweet innocent creature, very good natured, but terribly unco-ordinated.  It is something of a wonder that she has not badly injured herself.  I feel myself being quite protective over her.  My innocence was lost long ago, I would fight like fury to protect it in others.  Perhaps we may become friends.  Unless I scare her away, of course.

I was also invited along to a Mercantile Club in The State, accompanying Aldrith.  I have to say I was rather reluctant to go.  To spend any time with him is so precious, but I know Commander Kley still has her suspicions that Aldrith and I have been having an affair, and I am concerned such rumours may be spreading.  I rather not jeopardise Aldrith's marriage, his happiness means to much.

It should not make me cry to write that, but it does.

Aldrith was meeting Admiral Newelle's retainer, Alizabeth, and one Julianni Avala, a Director in I-RED, if I remember correctly.  Aldrith calling me a "lovely woman and a staunch comrade" rather threw me for a moment, and I do not quite recall the introductions clearly.  That said, he referred to his wife in most glowing terms.  Yet why should he not?  She is his wife. You, Katya, are most certainly not.

I am not certain why Aldrith want me to be there.  I am not in the least important enough to meet such prestigious people.  However, Alizabeth did offer a tour of her Silver Magnate to everyone, including me.  I am sure she was just being polite, and I shall not expect it to actually come about.  Sasha will be ever so jealous if it does, though - he has admired Alizabeth since watching the Amarr Championships.  Aldrith ordered Alizabeth and I to "get along".  I am sure an order is not necessary.  I sense there is something that Alizabeth and I have in common, though I am not sure what it is exactly.  I think, though, that we will be friends.

I escort Aldrith to his shuttle.  He said he was grateful to me for looking after him following Captain Elkin's Dinner.  What else would I have done?  Even if I did not love him, he is my Captain, it is my duty to sacrifice myself for his wellbeing.  Oh, Aldrith, if only you knew the truth, I fear you may not be so grateful at all.

I had better go back on duty.  I shall perhaps do some exercise first.