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.
16-07-YC121

I am rather regretting having the members of that small cult here on Nafrivik liquidated so soon.  Perhaps I should learn to better control my impulses.  No matter, the information Sasha's team pulled from them has been rather useful.  After investigating a few records it would appear that they had financial ties with a company that exports foodstuffs from this planet, the bounty of the sea, naturally enough.  The question is - why?  Perhaps it is intuition, but I have a suspicion that there is something specific about this company.  It is not a particularly large concern, relative to other business on Nafrivik that deal in similar products, and if the heretic group simply wished to find a source of funding, I am sure they would have been better to have held their shares, through the various proxies they appear to have used, with a much large Corporation.  After all, the larger the business, the more share-holder there tends to be, so far as I understand economics - it is far more Felix's area of expertise - and the easier it would surely have been for them to hide.

I must take a closer look at the dealings of this business, but without alerting any potential criminals that they are under suspicion.  This is a somewhat delicate matter.  It will require some particular skills.

I have neither seen nor heard from Constantin for some time now.  I presume his duties keep him occupied.  At least, that is what I try to presume, though my constant Darkness subtly whispers doubtful thoughts into my mind.  Spending time with Lady Llyr - Lilya - as a friend, rather than my superior, has helped alleviate the weight.  I do so enjoy her company, as sweet and well-mannered as she is.  If only she can be persuade away from inappropriate influences!  I wish the same for Sasha.

Maybe there is way to solve my problems with but a single, simple solution!

Yes, a very delicate matter indeed.

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