Personal Log: OPS Lt. Cmdr. Solan Arquette

Personal log, Stardate six-nine-seven-one-eight point zero.

My last day as Chief Operations Officer aboard Pandora Station is over. It's... I won't say it has been hard for me; it's something everyone in Starfleet comes to expect, or so I've been told... but... It's not an easy thing, leaving your first posting. I suppose it's a bit like leaving home and family in some ways, though I have to admit I never really felt that way when I left home. Then again, I never much cared for my home.

But this is different, and I'm not entirely sure why.

Things are changing here; I'm not sure if it's for better or worse. Most of us are either leaving Pandora or stepping down from our posts. Captain Kane will be remaining behind on Pandora – I think I'm going to miss him; he was a good man – but not as captain. He's decided to spend more time with his daughter, and his replacement, Captain Berann, doesn't seem nearly as good natured as Captain Kane. Vok, Vrass and Doctor Truesdale will all be remaining behind as, of course, will Virt – who I still do not feel comfortable around despite myself. But the rest of us appear to be transferring to other duty stations.

I don't know why, but for some reason I feel like something has happened. As though something we did caused Starfleet HQ to decide to have nearly the entire senior staff, among whom I number apparently, transferred away. No one seems entirely happy about this, least of all Jalando who, while he tries to hide it, isn't nearly as good as he thinks he is. It's not that he broods, per se, but... something in the way that he moves has changed. I don't know. I try not to think about it. He and I have never gotten along well, though, of course, we do our duties as best we can. With the incident at Delta One things have only gotten worse; part of that is my avoiding his company to the best of my abilities and part, I think, is his not having forgiven me. Which I can understand.

Now he and I will serve aboard the USS Odyssey together as well. I don't look forward to that. And yet, I'm glad there will be a familiar face there – aside, of course, from my mate. She'll be joining me there, of course.

I'm rambling.

I'm nervous, I suppose. Cadenza says that I'm ready for this new assignment, and I am confident in my abilities; I'm just... Honestly I'm not sure what's wrong. Maybe it's just the newness of it all. That, and leaving what I've come to know intimately. I think Commander Jalando may be feeling some of that as well – I caught him staring at, and touching, a bulk-head the other day, quite by accident, and he acted like nothing was out of the ordinary when I passed him. I've only been on Pandora a little over a year; I can't imagine how hard it will be for him to leave her.

I'm rambling again.

It's getting late, and I have a lot of packing to do before I get with Cadenza tomorrow, so I'll end this.

Computer, end log.

Computer, addendum to personal log, Stardate six-nine-seven-one-eight point zero.

I need to speak with Lieutenant Nerell, who will be my AOPS aboard the Odyssey regarding a promotion for Ensign Gatto. I feel that she deserves it, but I remain unsure of myself when it comes to her place in my department. I think I'll make dealing with promotions his job in any event, as it will give me more room to deal with department issues; I've heard he is a trill, and that his symbiont was formerly joined with another operations officer. I will make this decision after meeting with him tomorrow.

End log.