Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Season of Change

7-2 is absorbing a lot of the active THC2 and THC2 is going to sleep. It is an odd time. There isn't drama involved. There is very little change involved. We have all flown together so much and for so long that it makes sense. We work well together. We like each other. I doubt that I should be surprised by it, but I am. Not in a bad way. It does prove that I am terrible at predicting the future. Yet, the deep selfish part of me is pleased. Having my boys under one roof is always pleasant.

I've leaned forward and asked someone in a gentle voice, "Do you even like your corporation or alliance?" This comes after long discussions with never a single positive. It isn't the same thing as when you like them but disagree. Some people are with a group of people and I cannot figure out why they spend their time together.

Not finding a home is not an uncommon end for people in this game. Sometimes the corporate history is a long story of a lack of a place to call home. They make friends have have a social group but they never dive into the potential depths that can come from having a good corp at your back. It isn't a trust issue. Trust is not linked to corporations. It is when one says "we" and means it.

Several months ago 7-2 got a Jabber Server. Under the care of our tech lord Vandarie we recently upgraded and got things situated with a technical correctness. Jabber immediately seeped into our lives. Already, we spent most of our computer recreational time on Eve and off together. With Jabber we dragged each other to work and on road trips. It has been a lot of fun. I look forward to the idle chats that happen during the day. If anything I believe that it has brought us closer together and improved our general relationship as a group. I forget that liking each other can be optional for some.

I was doing a jump freighter run to restock people. Diz sent me the most amazing shopping list. I purchased his stuff, and flipped between Jabber and Eve to see if anyone else needed things moved. I wound up with four courier contracts along with Diz's stuff and stuff to stock my secondary market. No one gave me collateral. Diz sent me a list and not money. Kaeda opened my midpoint cyno. When I arrived, everyones stuff was delivered. I contracted Diz his items. He then eve-mailed me to remind me that I forgot to actually... you know... charge him for his stuff. As I did all of that I commented to Kaeda, "It is nice to be able to just do things for people."

I was told that low sec corporations are full of Drama. It confused me. While life is never completely smooth when people work together I don't consider that drama. But I've not been in a corp outside of my Molden Heath bubble. Maybe we are dramatic and I am missing it? Things seem pretty damn calm and reasonable to me. But as with anything milage may vary.

This weekend I hope to be back on track in Eve. Maybe even remember what PvP is. My stores are resituated. LR has been moved. But I think I may put the logistics mantle down, let the stores auto pilot, and spend some time in actual spaceships, with my boys, out in space, doing that pewpew thing.

And writing. Still two more stories to finish.

3 comments:

  1. Awwww. Look at you. All snug and comfy. And complacent...

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    1. Yes. And when someone shorts me for 200mil I'll weep and wail and somehow get over it. Or AWOXs my Jaguars.

      Because I am happy where I am does not mean I have a naive belief of the rest of the game. But yes, I will soak in this pleasant place where having a smoothly functioning pleasant enviorment is more valuable to people than a handful of ISK.

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  2. Great attitude! I live in Eve with my son and a noob friend (he's training atm). We'll just follow our interests and socialize because "a smoothly functioning pleasant enviorment is more valuable to [us] than a handful of ISK." You're lucky to have such a corp ... a rare thing, I'd say.

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