Posted by Ensign V’Lath (Counselor) in Meeting with the counselor

Posted by Ensign T’Lora (Doctor) in Meeting with the counselor

Posted by Ensign V’Lath (Counselor) in Meeting with the counselor
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T’Lora knocked hesitantly on the door to the counselor’s office. She had planned to avoid other Vulcans during her Starfleet career, and now she was purposefully meeting with one. She remembered a human expression “Life is what happens when you are making other plans.” She supposed that was true enough.

-T’Lora

V’Lath was seated in front of the fireplace in his office going through crew files on his PADD when there was a soft knock on the door. This was odd as most everyone just pressed the chime. He thought a moment, “Who ever this is, is someone who’s not entirely sure about coming here, and a bit reluctant to do so. I think I know who it is.” He put the PADD on the table by his chair and rose. “Dr. T’Lora, please come in and make yourself comfortable,” He said through the still closed door.

V’Lath CNS

T’Lora paused. Was it that obvious? She took a deep breath and pressed the button to open the door. She stepped in, nodding to V’Lath. Before, he had been in her domain. Now she was in his. “Thank you, counselor. As you stated earlier, we need to talk. We will be working together closely.”
-T’Lora

“Please just call me V’Lath unless we are in the company of others or in a professional setting” He motioned her to the other chair by the fireplace. “Can I get you anything to eat or drink?” He freshened his coffee and sat in the opposite chair. Sitting back he settled in comfortably. “Yes, we will be working together caring for fellow crew members, but I feel you know why we need to talk, and I wish to be your friend. I sense that you do not have many.” V’Lath smiled and steepled his fingers, waiting to see what her response would be. He noted she was not relaxed, but sat on the edge of the chair.

V’Lath CNS

She sat down, absently considering if she would need to leave quickly. She was on edge but hid it behind her emotionless poker face. “Tea, please.” She observed him carefully. “I will concede that I do not have many friends.” She would let him ask his questions, and then she would be on her way. As much as she wanted more friends, they were risky. “What would you like to know?”
-T’Lora