10.27.114
Paiho, Pator, Pator.
We finally got to talking today, after the baseliners released me from quarantine. I met Matariki's Aunt, and many of her clan. I'm starting to feel better. Less ill at ease.
I got news today that the war in Tribute is over. Victory has been achieved. But the war in the North is far from over. Next we go to Geminate. Northern Coalition., our foe, has pledged that they will not fight to keep sov, promising their membership a return to the era of 'good fights' - an era without sov or worries.
If I believed that, I'd be just about ready to go mining Gallente Ice.
We dropped SBUs in Geminate, and what was the first thing they did?
Spent eight hours with a fifty-man fleet shooting SBUs.
Not doing any more structure shoots. Riiiight.
In Geminate, meanwhile, NCdot has found an unlikely ally in their fight against Solar Fleet - Our Allies.
In a bizarre twist, the HBC, specifically TEST and Pandemic Legion, actually committed supercapitals to aid NCdot.
What followed was a massive supercapital brawl that resulted in Solar Fleet's super fleet being thoroughly spanked.
But as Matariki gently massages away the tension in my shoulders, my mind returns to here. To now.
There is so much to talk about. About us. About the future. About the past. So much grief that I've been keeping inside...
So much grief that's come between us.
What bothers me the most is how inept I've felt since the loss of the Isarararch. I failed my crew that day, and I've not had the confidence to fly again since.
I've finally given up hope that the missing six million members of the original Squeaky Bee Colony will return. They've been missing since the Isarararch went down. I had hope they'd escaped but...
It seems they've perished. I shall have to have a funeral when I get home.
Before I came to Pator, I attended Jules' funeral on Amarr Prime. It was a nice service, but it would have been even nicer had the self-righteous Amarrian cardinals performing the service not gone off on a spiel about how Jules' fate was an example of what happened to those who stray. I suppose I should be happy that he was posthumously exonerated from the charges of heresy brought against him. And at least we recovered his body. Bah.
Matariki still grieves for her lost friendship with Gotti. I can feel it. I feel as if I am to blame, somehow... and this grief...
This grief has created a space between us.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
War and Separation
10.22.114
Pator, Pator, Paiho.
Quarantine. Placed in a quarantine by these savages. And Mata knows why, but she will not say. They bring us food each day, but we do not see them. I feel as though I am being held captive, and Mata is now suffering because of me. Every time I think of it I feel my blood rising, as the winds oustide remind me that these minmatar see me as the enemy - a hated caldari. It has rained since I arrived, though my only indication of this is a single strong window in my prison.
While not uncomfortable, especially as far as prisons go, indeed it is quite comfortable, it is still a prison.
And I do not like prisons.
Meanwhile, my neocomm tells me that H-W, along with thirteen other systems in Tribute, have fallen to the forces of the CFC in a single, sweeping op that laid waste to most of the region.
And I'm here. In a cage.
I came here to see Mata - now I feel as if I've made a mistake.
I hate prisons.
Pator, Pator, Paiho.
Quarantine. Placed in a quarantine by these savages. And Mata knows why, but she will not say. They bring us food each day, but we do not see them. I feel as though I am being held captive, and Mata is now suffering because of me. Every time I think of it I feel my blood rising, as the winds oustide remind me that these minmatar see me as the enemy - a hated caldari. It has rained since I arrived, though my only indication of this is a single strong window in my prison.
While not uncomfortable, especially as far as prisons go, indeed it is quite comfortable, it is still a prison.
And I do not like prisons.
Meanwhile, my neocomm tells me that H-W, along with thirteen other systems in Tribute, have fallen to the forces of the CFC in a single, sweeping op that laid waste to most of the region.
And I'm here. In a cage.
I came here to see Mata - now I feel as if I've made a mistake.
I hate prisons.
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Weary worlds
Personal Log of Aracturus Camarus.
D7-ZAC
Aboard Spearhead Six.
As I watch worlds drift past me in the endless void of space, I wonder how many wars they have seen. How many more they would see.
It tires me endlessly.
I haven't seen her in weeks.
The war has exhausted me, and suddenly I know what the looks in the tired faces of the people upon these planets means.
They are tired of the death. The Killing. The struggle.
And so am I. So tired.
I rest each night uneasy, trying desperately to sleep. But sleep is denied to me, or is short enough as to be inconsequential. I watch battles from afar now. Perched in my bomber high above the battle, waiting for my moment to strike. Watching people die by the millions. It's... pretty. In it's own sort of way.
May I sleep in Death.
D7-ZAC
Aboard Spearhead Six.
As I watch worlds drift past me in the endless void of space, I wonder how many wars they have seen. How many more they would see.
It tires me endlessly.
I haven't seen her in weeks.
The war has exhausted me, and suddenly I know what the looks in the tired faces of the people upon these planets means.
They are tired of the death. The Killing. The struggle.
And so am I. So tired.
I rest each night uneasy, trying desperately to sleep. But sleep is denied to me, or is short enough as to be inconsequential. I watch battles from afar now. Perched in my bomber high above the battle, waiting for my moment to strike. Watching people die by the millions. It's... pretty. In it's own sort of way.
May I sleep in Death.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
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.
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.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
'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.
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.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Diplomatic Incidents
Captain's Log, 9.1.114
System: 5s-KXA
A diplomatic Incident occured involving the leader of the 'Space Violence' squad, ShutUpAndShave (aka SUAS), and the greater HBC. While the Majority of the HBC is technically nuetral to us, the SC and FC team have been asked not to actively seek out and engage them, as the leaders of the HBC, TEST and PL., are still our allies.
So, when SUAS led a fleet into delve to fight SoCo, when he came across a lone nuetral rifter 50 klicks off station, he warped his fleet onto it and attacked it
It died, but immediately fifty or sixty TEST pilots undocked and killed a great deal of his fleet.
One of our Diplos, Digi, was in the channel in seconds, demanding that SUAS reimburse all losses caused by his fleet to HBC members. SUAS, confused, refused.
And so SUAS is gone. A Standing ban has been issued. It is unclear how long it is for, but...
As leaders we must grow used to taking responsibility for our actions.
It is ironic that this is over a nuetral. Only in the CFC will you get in more trouble for shooting a nuetral than a blue. NBSI indeed.
In light of this, I've decided to take some time off of the fighting and work on padding my wallet a little more so next time I visit Mata I can take her to go do something special. After backseating for Roland Hova for nearly six hours, I've heard just about as much as I can take of sperg and asshole-speak. Seriously, fuck that guy. He'd be alright if he didn't say everything like you were an idiot.
That aside, UMI is ours. So is V7-. And GIH.
The shroud of the CFC has fallen over Tribute, and even as our enemies mass, an uneasy silence has settled over the region. There are no Ops planned, no fleets up for another eighteen hours. I don't like the quiet. It makes me worry that the enemy is planning something.
Furthermore, today I have felt.... ill. Not physically, but emotionally. A darkness has descended over my heart, some vile poison that touches my very soul. It started after I left Pator.
My instincts tell me something is looming on the horizon, something terrible. But I do not know what. my gut tells me I will be tested in the coming days, and I must not be found wanting. And so I now meditate here upon the mountainside overlooking the plains of the fifth planet here in 5s-. There is a little settlement at the base of the mountain here - a mining town with a startport, and not much else. It's people are simple folk, the trials of living beyond the borders of Empire space having hardened them, and made them distrusting of Capsuleers in particular.
Already my heart yearns to have Matariki by my side for this sight. But alas.
Camarus out.
System: 5s-KXA
A diplomatic Incident occured involving the leader of the 'Space Violence' squad, ShutUpAndShave (aka SUAS), and the greater HBC. While the Majority of the HBC is technically nuetral to us, the SC and FC team have been asked not to actively seek out and engage them, as the leaders of the HBC, TEST and PL., are still our allies.
So, when SUAS led a fleet into delve to fight SoCo, when he came across a lone nuetral rifter 50 klicks off station, he warped his fleet onto it and attacked it
It died, but immediately fifty or sixty TEST pilots undocked and killed a great deal of his fleet.
One of our Diplos, Digi, was in the channel in seconds, demanding that SUAS reimburse all losses caused by his fleet to HBC members. SUAS, confused, refused.
And so SUAS is gone. A Standing ban has been issued. It is unclear how long it is for, but...
As leaders we must grow used to taking responsibility for our actions.
It is ironic that this is over a nuetral. Only in the CFC will you get in more trouble for shooting a nuetral than a blue. NBSI indeed.
In light of this, I've decided to take some time off of the fighting and work on padding my wallet a little more so next time I visit Mata I can take her to go do something special. After backseating for Roland Hova for nearly six hours, I've heard just about as much as I can take of sperg and asshole-speak. Seriously, fuck that guy. He'd be alright if he didn't say everything like you were an idiot.
That aside, UMI is ours. So is V7-. And GIH.
The shroud of the CFC has fallen over Tribute, and even as our enemies mass, an uneasy silence has settled over the region. There are no Ops planned, no fleets up for another eighteen hours. I don't like the quiet. It makes me worry that the enemy is planning something.
Furthermore, today I have felt.... ill. Not physically, but emotionally. A darkness has descended over my heart, some vile poison that touches my very soul. It started after I left Pator.
My instincts tell me something is looming on the horizon, something terrible. But I do not know what. my gut tells me I will be tested in the coming days, and I must not be found wanting. And so I now meditate here upon the mountainside overlooking the plains of the fifth planet here in 5s-. There is a little settlement at the base of the mountain here - a mining town with a startport, and not much else. It's people are simple folk, the trials of living beyond the borders of Empire space having hardened them, and made them distrusting of Capsuleers in particular.
Already my heart yearns to have Matariki by my side for this sight. But alas.
Camarus out.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Blood price
Captain's Log 8-29-114,
Pator III (Huggar) - Moon 2 - Republic Security Services Assembly Plant
Aboard the Barkbarkbark(wolf)
I awoke this morning to glorious news - GIH and V7- had been taken. I spent the morning dozing with Mata in the tiny little bed aboard my wolf here in Pator. Now, new news has reached me that is driving all other thoughts from my mind: Hostile SBUs are being on-lined in V7-. Our hard-won prize is under threat before an Infrastructure hub has even been raised. As I write this, super capitals are on the field in V7-, and the battle is escalating quickly. Already three sub-capital fleets have been committed along with our super fleet.
This war is bloodier than any other war in history. Every inch we take in Tribute, every moon, every timer, is contested, and paid for in blood. NCdot have made us pay dearly for these two systems, and even more dearly for the technetium moons we've taken. While NCdot appears to be slowly being worn away, their will to fight remains unbroken, and they form up every time.
Typically, a sovereignty war means that one side is going to bring overwhelming force, and the other usually ends up putting up half a resistance. Or massive super-capital battles happen.
Neither have happened here. It's tit for tat, back and forth. Hostiles have showed up to nearly every fight. And even after we 'win' the battle, they still fight. Even after V7- was 'won' and their TCU was destroyed, they attempted to prevent our TCU from on-lining in a battle that lasted nearly six hours. And now they deploy SBUs to prevent us from putting up an Infrastructure hub.
All they have to do is keep those SBUs alive long enough for them to come online, then they can come and destroy the TCU again. And the battle will start all over again.
Even now as I look over at Mata, still sleeping peacefully, My mind wanders back to the battlefield.
All of our gains are paid for in blood.
May the spirits have mercy on my soul.
Pator III (Huggar) - Moon 2 - Republic Security Services Assembly Plant
Aboard the Barkbarkbark(wolf)
I awoke this morning to glorious news - GIH and V7- had been taken. I spent the morning dozing with Mata in the tiny little bed aboard my wolf here in Pator. Now, new news has reached me that is driving all other thoughts from my mind: Hostile SBUs are being on-lined in V7-. Our hard-won prize is under threat before an Infrastructure hub has even been raised. As I write this, super capitals are on the field in V7-, and the battle is escalating quickly. Already three sub-capital fleets have been committed along with our super fleet.
This war is bloodier than any other war in history. Every inch we take in Tribute, every moon, every timer, is contested, and paid for in blood. NCdot have made us pay dearly for these two systems, and even more dearly for the technetium moons we've taken. While NCdot appears to be slowly being worn away, their will to fight remains unbroken, and they form up every time.
Typically, a sovereignty war means that one side is going to bring overwhelming force, and the other usually ends up putting up half a resistance. Or massive super-capital battles happen.
Neither have happened here. It's tit for tat, back and forth. Hostiles have showed up to nearly every fight. And even after we 'win' the battle, they still fight. Even after V7- was 'won' and their TCU was destroyed, they attempted to prevent our TCU from on-lining in a battle that lasted nearly six hours. And now they deploy SBUs to prevent us from putting up an Infrastructure hub.
All they have to do is keep those SBUs alive long enough for them to come online, then they can come and destroy the TCU again. And the battle will start all over again.
Even now as I look over at Mata, still sleeping peacefully, My mind wanders back to the battlefield.
All of our gains are paid for in blood.
May the spirits have mercy on my soul.
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