Sinnerman

[NDak 0]

“Sinnerman where you gunna run to, Sinnerman where you gunna run to, Where you gunna run to, All on that day” Nina Simone, 'Sinnerman'

 

Destorie N’Dak found himself in the command seat of the RES Talon unable to run from the sinking realization of what was on the ISD still laying in t’Rex…no his office. He felt a sudden inescapable dread wash over him.

 

Glancing towards t’Aehjae his former rival, he let a soft sigh escape. “See to it that t’Rexan has a constant guard,” he waved a hand dismissively.

 

He wanted to run, he wanted to hide. But no rock could hide him. And no matter how much he needed the rock, he couldn’t hide behind it, it would fail him. Just as he had failed t’Rexan. She’d tried to help him, try to make him stronger; but at every turn he resisted. At every turn he pushed her away.

 

Twice, he’d tried to kill her. More than that he’d threatened or thought about it. And till a few moments ago, he’d never forgiven himself for not tossing her out an airlock when he had the chance.

 

Was he so consumed by the quest for power, that he couldn’t let anyone help him?

 

Shaking his head, he sighed deeply once more. There was little he could do about all of that now. The history had been written, though the future lay before him. That is, should he survive the next few days.

 

For all the seeming benevolence in t’Rexan’s actions, the scheming mind of Destorie N’Dak couldn’t help but see the motive. In one sweeping move, t’Rexan had made N’Dak the most hated man or woman on the ship; likely making him more hated than t’Rexan had ever been and making herself look like the Fairy Godmother of ch’Rihan.

 

Destorie stopped himself. It was that sort of thinking that had gotten him into this situation in the first place. What if t’Rexan really did care about his well being? That thought echoed around his head. He looked up towards the Elements, couldn’t they see him praying? But the Elements didn’t answer them, they said run to the devil.

 

Only one person on the Talon had more experience with t’Rexan than himself, and her name was Laehval t’Temarr. The devil would be waiting.