Andrus Jaxx/Logs

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Andrus Jaxx
Gender: Male Position: Commanding Officer Ship: USS Apollo-A Rank: Rear Admiral Race: Betazoid Marital Status: Single History Personal Logs  ·   Medical Records   ·   Sim Archive DoB: 235905.03 Weight: 227 Height: 6’2’’ Eye color: Black Hair Color: Dark Brown Birthplace: Medara, Betazed Telepathic/Empathic Abilities: T4/E6 Awards & Service Ribbons Edit this nav

Stardate 238708.04 - First Officers Log

Jaxx: =/\=

First Officers Log, Stardate 238708.04.

::clearing his throat he spoke quickly as he stated facts:: The USS Victory responded to a distress call from the Antares Enterprises Hoover-Class Particulate Orbital Mining Station, near Epsilon Hydre. Upon entering the facility via aeroshuttle, my team experienced shifts in the timeline. A few had encountered station employees as if nothing was wrong, others observed older versions of the current Victory crew. Also witnessed was a vast debris field that belonged to the Victory. In all of the events that took place, it was a very mind boggling experience. Luckily, we were able to extract one-hundred-fifty occupants. The station is now abandon, and StarFleet has dispatched the USS Logan with a team of specialists who want to take a look at the particles. We are currently en route to Starbase 118 to drop off the surviving miners, and pick up a full crew compliment.

End Log...=/\=

Stardate 238708.04 - Personal Log

Jaxx: Computer, begin personal log recording...::computer chirped::=/\=

Personal Log, Stardate 238708.04.

I cannot get that mining station out of my mind. There were so many things that could have gone wrong...that perhaps should have. It was yet one more time, I walked into a situation prepared for one thing, only to be handed another. To make matters worse, it was deep in temporal mechanics...pulling my weaknesses directly to the surface. I am all for science and exploration. I think we do real good work out here. ::hesitates and the takes a deep breath:: I am just more comfortable with diplomatic and defense missions.  ::exhales deeply:: With that being said, my team made it back alive, and the miners were rescued. I will continue to surround myself with the best and brightest StarFleet has to offer, not just to lead them, but to learn. I am not perfect, I just need to remind myself of that...::smiling as his demeanor began to change back:: three or four times a day. It is good to be home...

End log. =/\=

Stardate 238708.22

Jaxx: First offic....::clearing his throat:: Computer restart log. ::He waited for the chirp to confirm his order and continued once more.:: Captain's Log Stardate 238708.23. With Admiral Rocar missing, I have assumed command of the Victory. We are currently docked at Starbase 118 to pick up a full crew compliment, and safely drop off the miners. Half of the battle is complete, a few minutes ago Doctor Malcolm finished the transfer of the patients to the infirmary. The crew has a two day pass, although I had hoped to give them a couple weeks, but StarFleet never changes. ::sitting back in his chair:: Commander Webb will be acting as the ships First Officer. I am torn by this, however. Commander Webb is a brilliant officer, and he is dedicated like no other. ::sighs:: Which is the difficult part, because I do not know if he is more dedicated to the Admiral than he is to StarFleet. Admiral Tillano is dispatching us to chart a few systems, and scan anomalies. Obviously, these acts could wait until the Admiral has been around...::pausing he realized the likelihood:: one way or another. Computer...end log.

Stardate 238908.07

Jaxx: Personal Log, Stardate 238908.07. We finished locating and transferring the survivors from the Nelson. I have made the recommendation that StarFleet dispatch another vessel to the area for an extensive search. There were still escape pods that were unaccounted for.  ::sighing:: Tressa is gone now, she and the kids transferred over to the Carpathia to hitch a ride to DS5. From there, they will be leaving on a transport for her next assignment. Having her base-side will be good for the kids. Honestly, I do not know what to think. I wish I could forget, and take away my regrets. If we could've started again, would it have changed the end? I do not believe in fate, I never have. I think that where you end up is a victim of circumstance and your choices along the road.  ::scoffs:: Maybe I should avoid non-telepaths. It seems every time I do, it ends badly. Why am I so closed off? I swear by the deities, I have known me, my entire life...I have a doctorate in psychology, I have been a counselor...and I am still a mystery to myself. How can I expect anyone to "get me" if I cannot get myself? The only thing I seem to do right is perform my duties. Do I pour so much of myself into it, I am bound to fail at anything else?  ::snickering as he shook his head in frustration:: They say "ask the questions" for that is the only way you can seek answers. I have been asking these same questions for years, yet here I am...still asking. I just...I do not know. End log.

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