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.

 20-06-YC123

I have just docked from an attack on an enemy station owned by some Tribal Alliance or other.  They sent a fleet in some pathetic attempt to defend it.  They barely had the courage to engage and when even when they did, they were utterly ineffective.  I must admit I was rather flattered when they chose to Primary me, but it was barely enough of an attack for our Logistics ships to break a sweat.  I am grateful, of course, for we could never conduct a battle, let alone a war, without the bravery of Logistics.

It was a pleasure and an honour to fight alongside other valued allies, from a number of different militia forces, and Ohpehk Doshu is a most accomplished Commander.  No kills for me this day, though Aldrith got one. Aldrith was also kind enough to allow me to take command of TES Crusade Guard, a Sacrilege-class, as I have no large vessel of my own near Bosboger.  It did mean a clone-jump to Mehatoor, which I am still recovering from.

I am looking forward to telling Valerik of today's action.  I think he really is interested, and at least this time I have met a man who does not have some sort of concern for the enemy.  I like Valerik.  He is not at all what I expected from an MIO officer, especially one whose business is focused on Nakri.  I have a feeling we shall be seeing much more of each other.

Ishta now has a date for her ceremony.   I know just the gift for her, and speaking of gifts, I need to find one for Lunarisse for her wedding to Franco.  

I wonder if it would be too forward to go with Valerik.

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