Posted by Lieutenant Alex Cross (Chief Counselor) in Boarding Counselling Appointment - Jace Vorel

Posted by Ensign Jace Vorel (Helmsman) in Boarding Counselling Appointment - Jace Vorel
The song … particularly that last verse sent a shiver through Jace … he pictured himself being trapped on the arboretum and eaten by that plant.

“I see a snack right here! His spots are very clear! He’s a Trill working at the helm this year! He’s got a meaty thigh, I caught his wandering eye, I’d like to study all his internal geography!
So ten-der, so sweet, I really need a piece of meat! Can do, can do, This gal says the Helm will do!”

The words came to his head unbidden … and he shook again as he remembered them again.

He had been wanting to put the Counsellor visit off, but he knew that given this … he would either see the Counsellor or do something crazy … like become a dentist.

His hand reached out and tapped the Counsellor’s chime, he hoped this wasn’t too early or too late for the Counsellor.

Ensign Jace Vorel, Helm/Ops, Ark Angel

“Come.” Came the voice from within. The echoes of the arboretum singing could be heard playing softly in the background. Cross himself had been sitting in one of his wing back chairs, sipping a cup of tea while perusing a padd. Other pads could be seen strewn on the coffee table in front of him. It was obvious he was in between appointments and either reading records or taking notes. He rose from the chair, gathering the padds. “Please, come in, Ensign. Make yourself comfortable while I put these away.” Stepping up to the raised area where his desk sat, Cross placed the padds on there before turning back to join Vorel in the recessed reception area where a sectional and two wing backed chairs sat.

“Can I get you something to drink, Ensign?”

Counselor Alex Cross

“Ideally a long island iced tea, Counsellor, but I’m sure the replicator won’t permit that. So, something to calm my nerves,” Jace said, sitting in one of the winged back chairs, the other one to Alex, “if it has dairy in it … milk with A3 enzynes, lactose free … and plant friendly, please.”

Jace paused, not knowing what to say, but the admonishment of his mother coming to his head, thank you and please are two little keys, that open and shut every door, if you say one, you’re sure to get some, but if you say two, you get more!

“Oh, and thank you for seeing me,” Jace added, looking around the office, “it wasn’t booked, I know. Please let me know if this isn’t a good time for you … but … I think that plant was just singing about eating me?!?”

Ensign Jace Vorel, Helm/Ops, Ark Angel