They should have titled it “Roc’s Christmas Miracle”, but in keeping with the theme it was simply another day of Advent. You see, it was that day on which the tough as nails, gruff and grim Matar Colonel’s heart did melt. It was upon that day, three before the mass of Christ, that he came to understand the true meaning of the season.
“Sir! The contract offers, they justa keep pourin’ in!” Leo, the Colonel’s chief mechanic, spat out, barging into the flight deck management office unannounced. For the past 24 hours, several capsuleers whom had followed the memoirs of Colonel Roc Wieler had been offering up prizes for his Advent Celebration, much to his surprise.
The Colonel had been sitting at his desk, his glasses off, his hands wiping away tears from his face. There was a datapad in his trembling hands.
“You want my boot up your ass, Leo? Knock before you come here!” Roc snapped harshly. Leo understood, and backed out of the office. He had seen nothing.
The Colonel was flustered. He hadn’t expected any to answer his call, let alone this abundantly. Now his dilemma was what prizing to choose and give away for the remaining days? But even moreso, that is not what had moved him to tears.
He had received a very moving communique, one which bespoke of what Christmas truly was all about:
I would like to donate to you my friendship. I have been following you for a fair amount of time in the media, and have come to admire and envy you for all that you do. As of late, my Corp is in shambles, and I have been considering various paths for my future, my wallet is a bit tight and I’m trying to make money, or I would contract you items. In the future I pledge to repay you for all the inspiration you’ve given me. Awhile back I was an advent day winner in which I won a signed autograph of you, and although I VERY much wish to have it, if it has not been shipped off, I wish to offer it to another worthy deserving capsuleer. If all I get is a conversation from you sometime I will be content, and if not I understand. I’ve lost so many ships, so much isk, that game items have become relativly un-important as I generally sit in station doing corp duties and such, helping friends. Do what you think is right, if the autographed pic has not been sent I wish to donate it
back, and regardless of it has or not, I wish to give you another pilot, to add to what you say is a short list of trustworthy friends. How a leader so great has so few friends I do not know; I’m sure you have a great number of pilots you can rely on though.
The Colonel just knew in his heart that he had found Holiday Spirit. It was unexplainable, but profoundly true. A single pilot, having not to give, gives up the very thing that matters most, his genuine appreciation, and the very gift he had won. And it wasn’t like it was a fantastic gift! It was an autograph of all things!
Yes, that pilot got through to Roc Wieler that day, and it was going to be a very Merry Christmas for all!
ADVENT DAY 21
TASK: Today’s task is to simply spread Christmas cheer. You decide how, but post about it below, or by emailing me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
I will announce today’s winner at 10 PM EST.
Congratulations to Swearte Widfarend, whom has won the following:
- 100 million ISK
- 1 Stabber cruiser
- 20,000 rounds Republic Fleet ammo of your choice