10-08-YC121
Ioannis Sepphiros is an interesting gentleman indeed. If the decor of his office in Sarum is any indication, he is quite clearly a man of sophistication, with a cultured appreciation of the Empire's rich art and architecture. It would also appear that he is one of those rare individuals in New Eden who does not seek to twist things to his own advantage. His proposal was based on humanitarian principles, and the pursuit of knowledge to advance humanity as a whole, rather than some darker or baser goal.
I am also rather reassured that his project involves a significant degree of co-operation with the Sarum Family. Of course, I could not very well refuse such an interesting enterprise so closely tied to my very own kin. I think had it not been for this, Mister Sepphiros' insistence on secrecy might have very well caused me to refuse, despite the very good justifications he had. In the end, however, I agreed to his proposal, and we shall start working together very soon.
We had hoped to begin today, but there has been a call to arms. Admiral Xideinis has a patrol planned in order to introduce our newest recruits to combat in the warzone, and I feel it is my duty to accompany them. I shall write to Mister Sepphiros to explain, and I am sure he will understand. He strikes me as a very patient and well-mannered man.
Well-mannered, but not, I feel, as well-versed at hiding his inner thoughts as he may like to believe himself to be. He seemed a little nervous. No, nervous is not quite the correct word, but he did appear to be taking an interest in more than just my skills in the field of archaeology. He is a man of decorum, however, and has obviously taken the time to understand the finer elements of our social protocols. The opposite, one might say, of Commander Adams. He is modest too, for my honest compliments to him appeared to make him a little uncomfortable, as though he is unused to being given any expression of praise. That, however, seems difficult to believe. We do have something in common already, for he too has a new cybernetic eye, and it seem that he, like myself, is unsure of how it appears to other people. I think he need not worry, for it gives him a rather dashing, rogueish air. He is rather attractive, for an Intaki.
Of course, his offer of hosting me for the evening was rather unexpected, and whilst I do believe it was born of genuine hospitality, needless to say I declined. The tea was deliciously refreshing, however.
Yes, I rather look forward to working with this Mister Ioannis Sepphiros.
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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