Journey To Trill (Part One)

Guest Poster: Worf

"Worfie." says Jadzia, "We need to go to Trill right away."

This extraordinary outburst takes me by surprise. I had just finished a tiring session in the holodeck fighting some Alpuvian creatures, and was settling to read the latest gossip on my homeworld in The Klingon Inquirer, when Jadzia tells me this.

I am forced to put the paper down, just as I'd got to the part which mentioned that one of the High Council may be a secret love child of a Romulan woman.

I sigh, turn round.

"Why, Jadzia?" I ask her.



"I need to see who my parents are." she answers plainly, as if it's not a strange answer.

"What do you mean?" I reply, "Surely you know that."

Jadzia gets into her 'explain slowly as if to a child' mode.

"It's quite easy, Worfie." she answers, "My mother and father were both involved in an accident recently, and their symbionts have been transferred to other bodies. Because of that, I do not know what they look like."

"This is very confusing." I say.

"I know what you mean, Worfie, "I used to be a male named Curzon."

"I do not wish to think about that!" I exclaim, "It would be be very embarrasing if my Klingon friends found out that you used to be a man!"

"Oh, don't be silly, Worfie." Jadzia retorts, "It was only my symbiont that was in a male body. The Trill symbiont learns to adapt. Now let's tell the Captain."

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A few hours later, the two of us are aboard the shuttlecraft on the way to Trill. Jadzia is relaxing, and I am reading my guidebook Know Your Way Around Trill.

Opening the pages randomly, I see.

Try not to make any 'Host' jokes. The average Trill does not take kindly to comments such as "Who is the host for the evening?" Whereas other cultures may find it amusing, The Trill is liable to get very angry.

"Are we there yet, Worfie?" Jadzia says as she gets up.

"Fifteen minutes according to the sensors, Jadzia." I answer.

"Great!" she responds, "I can't wait to see my parents."

To be continued...