You're where the Wild Things are...

An in-character blog set in the universe of EVE Online. These are the private diary entries of Lady Ekaterina Mariya deSilvestris, a minor Amarrian Noble and Capsuleer. Other existing characters within EVE will be referred to throughout, though any opinions and views expressed are those of this character. These entries may touch on or directly address mature themes such as violence, sexuality, race and ethnicity, and mental health. As noted, any views are those of the character.

Before we begin, I feel it important to say a few words on the subject of mental health. Ekaterina, or Ekat as many call her, is something of a troubled soul. This aspect of her character is a personal choice I have made, for very personal reasons. Although EVE is a game in which the players can immerse themselves to a greater or lesser degree as they wish, mental health is a very real issue for many people. Those two simple words cover a myriad different issues and concerns that affect people directly or indirectly every day all, over the world.

If you find yourself affected by any issues touched upon in these posts, or if you face your own troubles, please know that there are people out there you can turn to; doctors, friends, family - there is ALWAYS someone. If you are an EVE player, then Broadcast 4 Reps chat is available, staffed by wonderfully kind and good-hearted volunteers. If you know of someone who has mental health issues, then please just let them know you are there. It doesn't have to be anything big, just a smile, a cup of tea, a quick phone call about last night's game - just a little thing to show they aren't forgotten.

You Never Fly Alone.
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Or perhaps he is the self-styled wolf everybody takes him for!

I missed most of Admiral Newelle's soiree, sadly.  Duties kept me occupied.  I did manage to arrive, but it was mostly over.  Even Admiral Newelle had retired to bed.  Aldrith - Lord Consort Newelle (hmm, I am not convinced) - was still present.  He looked as regal as he always does, of course, but Lo and Behold! who else should be there but Commander Adams.  I should not have been surprised, he seems to have a particular penchant for inveigling himself into sophisticated society events!  What did surprise me is that he was not his usual bon vivant, socialite self, all sham charm and faux wit, but was huddled by the fountain looking most sorry for himself.

To think I was about to comfort him and attempt to ease his troubles.  It was a most fortunate choice that I spoke to Aldrith first!  Apparently the Commander had been just wonderful when in the company of Captain Elkin earlier, but as soon as she had to leave, he started moping.  Aldrith was not entirely clear on whether or not he and the Captain are involved (I would assume Captain Elkin has better taste, but one can never know for sure), but I can guarantee that the moment I started speaking to him, he would have been quite reinvigorated.  A most miraculous recovery, no doubt!

He seemed so genuine at the tea house.  Perhaps I am being unfair on him.  I hope, if he has an interest in Captain Elkin, he is being more honest with her than he has appeared to be with me.

Perhaps I do not deserve honesty.


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