OOC - In Memorandum.

It's not often that I go out of character, but this occasion demands it.

I would like to take this opportunity to honor the passing of Sean "Vile Rat" Smith - Former GSF Head  of the Corps Diplomatique, father, husband, and important internet spaceship pilot.

While I never had the chance to meet Vile Rat in person, I had on one occaision had to speak with him regarding a shoot blues incident, and found him to be one of the nicest people I'd ever met on Eve Online. That he perished a midst such circumstances proves to be a bitter irony. That he died well will be a cold comfort to his wife and two children.

To his family: Would that I were able to do something to ease your pain, but alas, I have only words.

May whatever God you believed in speed your soul to rest. You will be missed.

To the Corps Diplomatique: You've got big shoes to fill.

'Purity'

Captain's Log, 9.2.114
5S-KXA XI - Wildy Inappropriate Headquarters - RFY-QB Constellation - Deklein.

Deployment orders came through this morning - I've got to get my equipment together tomorrow for the move - thank the Winds that I spent some time refilling my wallet. I've decided to bring the Isarararch on this deployment - I can only hope she survives.

However, as I was speaking with Mata today, I heard something that rubbed me the wrong way about her former love interest, Jacob Gottii.
"He's flying again, after a bit of a break. And some of his ideas about what it means to be a proper Matari have hardened over time."
"Aye? Like what?"
"Free Matari don't sleep with the enemy, and don't dilute the bloodlines."

Diluting the bloodline? Has he grown so jealous? In a way it disgusts me. Purity is some made-up term so people with no other merit can feel better about themselves. I'm unsure why, but the thought of it makes my blood boil. And to be quite honest, it sounds like jealous bullshit.

I spent several days planetside here in 5s-, on planet V. Atop a mountain, I meditated as the Winds danced around me. And Mata was there in holo to keep me company. She danced with Storm Wind.
The time was peaceful and contemplative. Really, it was.
Oh, and I did a stupid thing and forgot what tribe Mata was from. Stupid Stupid Stupid. She's Atamahara tribe. I should remember this. It's important. And I'm never going to hear the end of it.

But Diluting the bloodline? Seriously? All because I saw Mata in her real body? I mean we slept together but we didn't sleep together... If it weren't for Mata, I'd go give Gottii something to dislike me about. I'd pound him and his pathetic ideas of purity into the ground like all the other idiots that get in the way.

I think the visit from Storm Wind to the mountain I meditated upon was an omen. I'm normally not superstitious, but we are in the middle of a war. And now I'm pissed. I almost feel sorry for NCdot.
I'll be picturing Gottii at the helm of every ship that falls to me or my fleets.

Jacob Gottii had best be glad he's Mata's friend and coworker.