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.
25-05-YC121

LUMEN are establishing a new station in Tanoo, their stated aim to stimulate the economy of the region.  It is very heartening to see our dearest allies expanding.  I also find myself rather hopeful it may bring My Beloved even closer to home, though I suppose it is something of a forlorn hope for the moment.  Dear Kostya, he speaks of wanting to be the man I deserve, and I know he shall not ask me the question I long to hear from his lips so long as he feels he is not yet that man.  I seem utterly unable to convince of the truth - that he is already far more than I deserve.  Were he to ask me at this very moment I would say yes.  That I cannot convince him of this only shows my failings, and perhaps I am mistaken.  Perhaps I see that which is not truly there, blinded by my own overwhelming desire to love and be loved.

I should not think like that, for I know all to well where it will lead.  Yet, I cannot help myself.

No doubt there will be a celebration for the establishment of the new station; it may already be happening as I write this, though I assume Kostya would invite me.  Sadly however, my duties may not allow me to attend.  These heretics Sasha and his team brought in are proving incredibly stubborn, despite the rather forceful techniques of persuasion we have applied.  They claim ignorance of any attempt or plot against Lady Llyr, but I am convinced they are hiding something.  Still, any group is only as strong as its weakest link, and I think their weakest link is the girl.  She has all the outward defiance one would expect from a young woman, but inside is as terrified as a child.  I imagine that hearing the interrogations of her co-conspirators has probably undermined her youthful confidence somewhat.  It should not be too difficult to gain her trust and get her to talk with a simple turn of kindness.  Sometimes it is the time-honoured techniques that net the best results.

Hopefully, I shall be able to take part in the Operation scheduled for later today.  The target has not been announced, but I am sure preparations will begin soon.  I shall endeavour to avoid any unpleasant encounters such as the one which drew an early close on my participation last time.  God Willing!
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