Personal Log: Captain Jeff Jalando

After a shocking message that Academy Commandant Robert Baine was in fact the devil, eating souls if cadets didn't do their best, one of the cadets reacted. "It's true!" Cadet Barry Oring told the press. "Once, I saw him as angry as hell! And that says a lot! I could have sworn flames were coming out of his eyes!"

Another Cadet, Iris 'Magi' Nation, reacted with fear. "He is? Oh my! We're doomed I tell you! Doomed! This is only the first step you know! Later, we'll find out that the Academy stands on a focal point with a hell-like dimension!" She paused, and looks at the reporter with big eyes. "By the gods! Did anyone ever realize that San Francisco and Sunnydale both begin with the same letter? It can't be a coincidence!"

Academy Commandant Robert Baine himself laughs at the rumours. "Yeah, I confess." he says with a big grin on his face. "I eat souls for breakfast." With a loud laugh, he continues. "No, this is probably a joke from one of the instructors... publishing a photo from the last Academy play. You do know that some of they hate to stand on a stage, and perform, don't you?"

There you have it folks. Admiral Baine just told us that he isn't the devil, or anything. Still, it is uncertain whether the joke he made, about him eating souls, is indeed a joke. Some cadets seem to be avoiding the Admiral. But whether that is because they haven't finished their assignments yet, or because the Admiral indeed wants to eat their souls, is unclear at this time...

Jalando's personal log, Stardate 2391.05.02, 1555.

I can imagine every commander going through this once, but I had never expected to experience it this soon in my carreer. The feeling of faillure. Because I've just failed my first mission: I failed to retreive a probe which was in orbit of the Pandora star. You could say it's because of inexperience, and that the next missions will go better. Well, that's exactly what I'm saying to myself now. But that doesn't make me feel any better.

This was my first real mission as First Officer of Pandora Station. And I blew it. I know it wasn't really my fault... or was it? Was there something I could have done? No. No, there wasn't. It was either us, or the probe. And I did what every commander would have done: I've chosen for my crew. At least... that's what most commanders would do right?

Well, now we're going back to Pandora Station again. I know the Venoghrians aren't pleased, and I can understand that. After all, this probe was pretty important to them.

And then there's also Captain Kane. I find myself having unreasonable fears... or at least I hope they are unreasonable. Captain Kane wouldn't really demote me, would he? No... right? Well, I think not. But that's just it: I don't know for sure.

And of course, if the Captain, or the crew, find out about the First Officer being emotionally less stable than he shows... Well, let's just say I have to make sure this log isn't shown publically...

Computer, safe this log, and let it only be accessable by me.

End log.