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Social Butterfly is Social

Instead of hiding in the station I wandered out and made new friends in high sec through whoring on someone elses mission. This turned out to be a nice, productive thing and took me to an area that I've not hung out before.

My corp has a corp that we are blue with. When I got home, everyone in corp was logged off. I understand this, its a Monday morning and I'm the one with the crazy schedule. My latest goal has been to chat up the morning people that wander through my corps home system. Today, one of the guys that I see every morning talked back. It turns out that he is Russian. So we had a little chat, and I made sure to use proper grammar and sentence structure to give Google translate an easier time for him. Why I am doing this, I dunno. I like it I guess? I hope they don't hold future gankage against me.

I was excited today. I finally can use small, T2 weapons. I feel special. I had a vague conversation which I bowed out on, in one of my chatrooms that is full of highsec types about T2 weapons. I was told that the extra 8% damage is not worth it nor is the faction ammo that I use for pewpew. In fact, it made me a bit snobby I was told.

Okay. PvP and PvE are different environments. 8% damage matters. I didn't argue. My views are heading down a different path. It is not worth it to argue why I do things. I mission in PvP fit ships. It is how I am being taught and I'm happy with it. Not only am I happy with it, I am productive with it.

Anyway, in the shared chat we have with our blue corp, I asked to tag on to whore salvage off of a mission. Actually, I was harassing everyone and being rather hyperactive but that is my MO. The positive side effect is that it brought me in contact with two nice high sec guys. One may be coming to join in low sec pewage with us sometime soon. I joined them on coms and spent several hours hoovering up their salvage and talking with them. It was good stuff and productive. I'm just not able to ignore everyone and lock myself into a tiny little ball of the game. I like chatting. Its one reason I play a social game.

I don't have time to sell the salvage before I have to wander off and do some stuff for work. I suspect, by the time I get back, I will be so tired that I have to nap for a few hours. We will see. If not, I'll sell everything and see what salvaging a ridiculous number of level 4 missions got me. I was a good girl. I asked them if they needed anything before I just greedily kept it all to myself.

Its been a while since I've salvaged level 4's in high sec. It is relaxing of all things. I'm a bit twitchy. Not a bit, very twitchy. My own paranoia amuses me. I am not hitting dscan constantly but I'm eying local for war targets.

Today, I will finish my Racial Indy ship 5 and I will spend the 34mil isk to buy Transport Ships and undock my Viator for the first time. The funny part is that I need to take salvage *into* low sec for once. I have drone minerals and a stack of ward consoles for the corp indy hanger. Right now I am dragging everything back to my staging ground. I may use my Viator for my runs to Rens as well from now on. I don't need one of the bored tornado's to take a shot and pop me.

I have a bunch of cap skills input now. I realize how awful my cap skills are. Really, every time I turn around I realize how awful another skill is. It is rather amusing. However, my cap is a very big focus for me right now so that I can properly fit into my Oneiros. I realize that the concept of obtaining a skill to fit an item or a ship and understanding the need to improve that skill for what it does are two different bits of understanding. The second has been clear in a vague, intellectual way. Recently, I am starting to see the effect and the reason why behind it. At first, I just did as I was told because I knew that the people telling me knew more then I did. However, it has gradually phased into me understanding how these items will work for me to help me improve myself.

I'm not there yet, but it was another click of understanding. I was reminded about a thread I read in the New Citizen's section of the Eve Online forums. The person did not understand why skills had to take so long and figured that he would just wait six months and come back skilled at a decent level. Everyone tried to explain that while skills took a while to skill up and a week sounds like a long time, during that time you are busy learning the game. Learning the game and possessing skills were different concepts and not as tightly meshed as he was to understand.

Every time I get one of these little clicks about Eve and my gameplay a door opens and the entire game makes a bit more sense to me. It becomes richer really and more textured. The newness has worn off but only because I've started to reach the actual story and not just meet the players and stare at the beautiful cover.

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