Trust Me

Posted on Mon Mar 7th, 2016 @ 10:36am by Commander Angelica Fairchild & Commander Sinek

Mission: Talosian Perversions
Location: Sinek's Quarters
Timeline: The Night Before the Banquet

Sinek was facing another decision of going against his father's wishes. He didn't think it would be so difficult. He had done so in the past. Plus, Sinek knew who he wanted. Who he chose to love. However, since T'Zal showed up, something trigger in his mind. It had been there all along, since the two babes were bonded in a ritual ceremony between two families so long ago. It was bidding Sinek to complete what was started.

Sinek needed to balance himself. He lit his meditation oil and sat with crossed legs before it. He had just brought his hands to his chin in the familiar triangle shape when his door chimed.

"Enter," Sinek voiced.

The door opened with a swish. A voice spoke from behind, which he realized was the one to whom he was bonded. "You are meditating," she said, "I will come back."

Sinek arose. "You are here now," he replied. "Stay and speak."

She did - for an hour the two were alone in Sinek's quarters. She left just as Angel approached. Seeing her competition for Sinek, the Vulcan female nodded, showing no emotion and continued on her way.

Angel paused outside Sinek's door, turning to watch as T'Zal passed by. She trusted Sinek implicitly, but she had to wonder just why the Vulcan woman had been there. Slipping through the door before it closed, she stopped short when she realized that Sinek had gone back to his meditation. "Oh. I guess I should have rung the chime..."

Stirred from his meditation, Sinek warned to her voice. "Not at all. Soon we shall experience this more often." Sinek blew out his lamp and arose to properly greet Angel with a kiss. "Of course then, we would probably be meditating together."

"That does seem likely." It still felt odd to discuss the topic, but the more they talked about it the more natural it felt to Angel. "Why was T'Zal here?"

Sinek raised a brow, not knowing that T'Zal had been seen leaving. "She came here in one last effort to convince me to forget about you. I informed her that I could not and that I would most likely release her from our bonding."

"What a treacherous woman." Angel couldn't quite hide her distaste at finding why T'Zal had visited, though she was happy that Sinek stood fast on his decision to release T'Zal and remain on the Hera. "I don't find it to be particularly logical for her to continue trying to sway you."

"Ponn far has that effect," Sinek calmly reasoned. "In fact, tomorrow she may become very irrational. If she does, you may be forced to fight. Are you familiar with the ahn-woon?"

"Never used one, but I know what it is." Already Angel didn't like the direction this was going in. Fighting an irrational Vulcan sounded like a disaster waiting to happen.

As if almost sensing her thoughts, Sinek explained, "T'Zal will be at a disadvantage fighting irrational. She has more power than you and she will recognize this, choosing a lirpa. You do not wish to get in a melee with lirpas. Her strength will overpower you. I suspect she will charge you in her rage. At that time, use the ahn-woon as a whip and wrap her, pulling T'Zal in to yourself. Then use the ends of the ahn-woon around her throat, cutting off her circulation."

It pained Sinek to speak of violence, especially to Angel. For The Vulcans being a peaceful race, this ritual was most violent. Sinek was growing to hate this tradition of his people.

"Are you sure this is a Vulcan tradition? It sounds more Romulan or Klingon." Angel couldn't help giving Sinek a somewhat shocked look, hearing him advise her on how to fight with the traditional weaponry. She knew how to use both a whip and a garrote, but that didn't mean she wanted to test those skills out on anyone tomorrow. "I don't like it. Even if I'm perfect... she's a lot stronger than me. And she knows these weapons a lot better than I ever will."

"It is an ancient ritual," Sinek agreed,"coming from a period before we evolved into who we are." Sinek allowed himself to show his saddened state. "The ahn-woon is the most ancient of Vulcan weapons."

He paused to gather his thoughts and to suppress the sadness. "Trust me, Angel. The Ponn Far will have T'Zal in a rage. She will overcharge to the point a lirpa is not effective. You must do as I have told you. Once you have cut the airways, all thought will be to survive, to get the ahn-woon from around her neck. You must hold on with everything you have within you. If you do, you will succeed."

He couldn't believe he was instructing someone on the subject of killing another being. Much less teach the one he chose to kill another Vulcan. It was against his moral ethics. Taking Angel's hands, Sinek intently looked into her eyes and inquired, "Do you understand?"

"If she attacks me I have no choice other than to kill her." It was not a question, but the doubt still lingered in Angel's voice. She understood the concept of a fight to the death and she certainly had no plans to take it easy on T'Zal if the woman did go after her. But she'd thought she'd gotten out of the business of killing people. "I don't like it, but I do understand."

Sinek softly kissed Angel. "As much as I would like for you to stay, you must prepare by resting. It will add to your advantage. I have needs to meditate." Only meditation would calm the conflict with which Sinek was struggling to keep suppressed.

"I have a headache anyway." Angel sweetly returned Sinek's kiss, lingering in his arms for just a moment. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Being bonded with Angel, Sinek couldn't help but to have some of her traits start rubbing off on him. He couldn't resist the response he gave her with the slightly raised corners of his mouth. "We are not yet officially married and you are already having headaches?"

"I've had one all day, and--" Angel stopped and looked at him, a mixed expression of awe and amusement on her face. "You never fail to surprise me."

Sinek allowed a brief smile as he held Angel. "You must get rest; restore your energy. As you do, know that I love you."

"I love you too. Good night." Feeling only slightly less worried about tomorrow, Angel gave him one more kiss and then quietly slipped out, going home to rest.