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.
16-11-YC120.

Action in Kahah has certainly kept me busy.  Serving under Captain Elkin has been such an honour.  She is such a skilled Fleet Commander.  It brings back memories of service in Providence so long agi, although of course back then I took a much more stealthy role.  It has been some time since I commanded an Omen.

I made a kill assist tonight.  A Tribal, in the warzone.  I had forgotten the power of adrenaline, it has been so long.  I am sure I was not all that effective, to tell the truth, but I was there, and that at least gave the enemy one extra target to worry about.

Commander Adams has been most incorrigible.  I am sure he and Captain Elkin at the very least have some sort of close connection, if not an actual actual amour.  He certainly seems to act as though they do, and yet, at the same time, he is not averse to attempt to use his charms upon me!  I must admit, he is quite charming, or he can be if he puts some effort into it, but Aldrith has warned me about him, so I must be on my guard.  Strange how he does not seem to see my Shadow, nor even sense it.  I feel rather drawn to him.

I do not feel that Khanid actions in Kahah have at all helped matters.  Their response seems rather overzealous, and the Queen's claim of casualty numbers somewhat...low.  It is not my place to question the official line, of course, but if there is one thing Father taught me about being a good scout, it is to consider information from all available sources.  No doubt truth will out.  It has certainly done nothing to dissuade the Tribals and Gallente from their misguided attempt to invade the Kingdom.  Are they completely incapable of learning?

I still have not heard anything from Sirna.  I hope she is well.  Perhaps I did go too far.  At least Ishta has started meeting with Father Mikhail.  I hope she comes to The Faith.  Her talents would be far better in the Service of God.
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