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We’re All Aglow in Intaki

I went out this evening to haul some corporation goods into Intaki. When I arrived home, I was implored by my pilots to quickly bring a ship out to where they’d pointed, lost, and then re-pointed Foley Aberas Jones, a Sergeant Major with the Caldari militia, at a district satellite over Intaki Prime.

Except...they asked me to bring a launcher and load it with some…non-standard ammunition. Curious as to what mischief my people had gotten themselves into, I did as I was asked.

Hilarity ensued, for the better part of an hour.

Transcript follows.


Why Mens Reppola Was Misquoted

Or, Why Mens Reppola Lied (Maybe)

In EVE I roleplay a secessionist trying to gain independence for Intaki and its associated colonies, for a variety of reasons. My character is particularly fond of and patriotic to her homeworld.

Recently, an in-character news story (edit: the official link is unfortunately dead now due to changes CCP made to their website. A mirror posting of the story can be found here) was released that touched on events happening in Intaki. When originally published, this news story had CEO Mens Reppola saying:

“The Intaki solar system is the exclusive property of the Ishukone corporation.”

CEO Mens Reppola’s comment in the news article is significant because Intaki is one system of many where an unending war is being fought. Three years ago, one side, the Caldari State, was able to take and temporarily hold all the territory sanctioned for this war from the opposing side, the Gallente Federation. During this time of occupation, the leader of the State decided he would auction “development and exploration rights” of the occupied territories to the leading megacorporations in the State.

The megacorporation which won rights to Intaki was Ishukone.


Nascence

Thanks to Tycho Antus, Bataav, and James Syagrius for participating.

 

“As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval,
you are setting yourself up for disaster.
You have to be whole and complete in yourself.
No one can give you that.
You have to know who you are—what others say is irrelevant.”

Intaki V – Moon 5 – Astral Mining Inc. Refinery
Capsuleer Residences

“I’m going down to the surface,” Sakaane suddenly announced.

Bataav looked up from the intelligence report he’d been studying. Sakaane sat across the room from him in a large window box spanning one whole wall of the living room. She’d barely moved since that morning, keeping her thoughts to herself and staring moodily out at the vista of the dome.

He followed her gaze. Evening was falling on the station and Ramacandra was beginning to darken the dome’s false sky. Someone had parked a Myrmidon overhead; it hung like a frozen dagger against the black disc of the moon, a ghostly visage that slowly solidified as the dome turned transparent for the night.

“I’m nearly done this report,” he said. “I can be ready in a few minutes.”

“I’d rather go alone. I need…some time to myself.”

He shook his head, picked up his datapad to input a few quick commands. They’d been over that already. “Then one of my men will meet you at the spaceport.”


Visual Omens – The Fourth

Thanks to Tycho Antus, Bataav, and James Syagrius for participating.

Intaki V – Moon 5 – Astral Mining Inc. Refinery
IPI Offices

The cider’s aroma wafted out of the cup as Sakaane poured from the pot Karan had waiting for her. The liquid was a pale coral color and smelled of berries. She’d just taken a careful sip of the hot liquid and was about to sit down at her desk when her aide poked his head into the office.

Suprab heti, Madam President,” he said. “There’s a call coming in from Tycho Antus, COO of Reclamation Technologies. Do you wish to take it now?” He glanced at his datapad. “You also wanted me to remind you of this morning’s appointment.”

“Thank you, Karan.” Her nose wrinkled; faintly, despite the fact her office was spotless, she was certain she could still detect the salty odor of fire suppression foam, which the cider and the room’s incense wasn’t strong enough to cover. It reminded her of her last encounter with James Syagrius and she felt a small pinch of anxiety in her gut. “I’ll take the call in the conference hall.”

Picking up her own datapad, Sakaane carried it and the cup through to the meeting room, which was decidedly free of offensive scents. It wasn’t really a hall in sense one might expect; though it could host up to fifty guests at a time, in standard lighting it was drab grey and seemed alarmingly empty save for a few simple chairs placed haphazardly here and there. Behind a door, nearly hidden in the panels of the wall, was a small storeroom containing a collapsible table and folding chairs which could be brought out for guests to use. Usually, these things were left packed away, and Sakaane made no move to retrieve them, opting instead to set her cup and datapad down on a small side table beside the closest chair.


Uncertainties

Six days on in the war. Despite the resolve I felt at the beginning, and several engagements where we managed to get a kill here or there, I’m feeling…discouraged. VKYR have proven adept at out-maneuvering us on most occasions, and baiting us into traps which, in hindsight, we should have seen coming.

Maybe I’m not cut out for this. I look back on the last half year and don’t see a lot to be proud of. This war is just the latest example. There’s really no reason for the situation to have spiralled out of control like it has. I’m disappointed in myself. I like to believe I’m a reasonable woman but this last week has tested my limits. I’ve lashed out a few times at people I shouldn’t have. I’m angry at me, I’m angry at them, I’m angry at the enemy. There’s so much going on. So much I worry about.

Late at night, when I should be sleeping but aren’t, I ask myself, did I do this? I have to protect my people and make the best decisions I can even if those decisions have uncomfortable consequences. But the more I try to get involved and do the right thing, the worse things seem to get.

I ended up speaking to James Syagrius about it. I’m not sure I meant to lean on him like that but it was good to talk to someone and it was nice that he listened.

I want to believe his offer of assistance will make a difference, but right now I feel like nothing will help us.

Transcript follows.


Steps Forward

I took some time today to get to know James Syagrius and Tycho Antus a bit better. It was a nice change, given…recent events, to just sit and talk. We spent a little time discussing activities in ILF and RECLT:


The Potential for Friendship

I came across a surprising announcement on the Intergalactic Summit today. It seems that, following some carefully-dressed yet still troubling statements by Chancellor Valoron, RECLT has withdrawn from Federal Consensus Outreach.

I couldn’t help but feel an opportunity was staring me in the face. So, I took it.

I feel optimistic. It would be so beneficial for IPI to get an active group like RECLT in with us. And…well. If RECLT joined IPI I’ll admit I wouldn’t mind reveling just a little in the public kerfluffle it would cause. There would be amusing and fun times for sure.

We’ll see where this goes!

Transcript follows.


On Music and Meddling

A good conversation erupted in FreeIntaki today.

This was my first opportunity to speak to Bastian Valoron since that mail from James Syagrius arrived earlier this week. I was pleased he inquired about the Intaki Cultural Center and seemed to have an interest in learning more about our people.

It was nice to talk about the artistic part of my past without it feeling like “a big deal” for once. That I could use my music and that of others as an example of the Federation’s cultural oppression was quite interesting to me. It’s not something I planned on but the timing worked out well, as it was still on my mind from that lengthy meeting I had with Suresha Hawke at the beginning of the month.

The conversation was enjoyable. It was nice to have more voices chiming in with support, rather than feeling like being on the back foot from all sides as tends to be the norm. It was too bad I had to cut the discussion short when I did, as I would have liked to explore the topic a bit more. I wonder what thoughts the Chancellor took away from the conversation.

It almost made me wonder if I could try picking up my instruments…or even the microphone…again. Maybe one day soon? Somehow I don’t think so… But then, the way things have been going, who knows what tomorrow will bring.

Transcript follows.


Federal Consensus Outreach

An unexpected message crossed my desk today. It seems James Syagrius and his group have taken a sudden interest in Intaki.

The mail had a positive, friendly voice, and the man seems approachable, but my gut tells me to be wary. The timing is incredibly suspicious, given the public incident just some days ago between FCO’s Chancellor and I-RED. This Basitan Valoron‘s attitude and comments toward I-RED and all our efforts in Intaki left much to be desired and scored no points at all with me.

Indeed, even Mr Syagrius’s comments later on in that debate give me reason to pause. If he feels such about I-RED, why would he willingly wish to associate with IPI, who values I-RED as an ally? A saving grace, at least, is that he didn’t descend to the same level as his leader.

I can only presume that FCO and RECLT’s sudden interest in Intaki is linked directly to their claims about I-RED, in the hope of finding more “evidence” with which to supposedly discredit our ally.

I can’t stop them from entering the system, nor would I try. But with this kind of first impression, they have a great deal to prove to me before I will welcome them with open arms.


Looking Ahead

Last month, I wrote I wanted more control over what happens to me. I hoped that spending a month planetside to rest and recuperate from the strains of everything that’s happened in the last few months would put me in a place, or even just a mindset, where I could achieve just that.

Today I returned to my duties. Right off the bat I was called to a meeting with the Suresha and Layla, ostensibly to discuss the troubles that have plagued us since I became president. I didn’t like that the meeting took place in public; this was an internal matter and we should have tried to resolve it between us rather than with an audience. But I had no control over that.

In the end, I’m not sure if we resolved anything anyway. We certainly didn’t actually talk about what had brought us there in the first place, though for my part it seemed Layla and I got along better this time around than any time before. I hope her new business model produces results, both for my peace of mind and just as something IRAG and the alliance can put down as a mark of success in general. I want to be able to get along with her. I have better and more important things to do than constantly fight with her.

The rest of the meeting…was long and convoluted and exhausting. The Suresha obviously enjoys his theatrics; perhaps in another life he was a stage performer! But now I’ve seen firsthand the way he conducts his politics. This, too, might be why these last months were troublesome. Everyone is used to how he does—or doesn’t do—things. My approach is certainly very different. People resist change.

I’m troubled, and yet relieved, that he, in his words, is ‘going away’ for a while. In some ways it’s been a comfort to know he was there to turn to while I’ve stumbled around trying to figure out how to run the alliance. And yet… I need to do this on my own as well, come into my own, for better or worse.

Despite everything I’m eager to get going and forge ahead. Maybe now we can actually be productive under my leadership. I sure hope so.

And I hope the wolves who catch wind of today’s theatrics won’t come lurking around too soon.