<div class="floatleft">(http://mimg.ugo.com/200906/22909/cuts/domino_288x288.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Domino<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Breeding<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Room Commons Area<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Deadpool, any at the elevators<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Domino went to the ground after the first shot was returned by the man.  Her body ducked down to take a crouching position.  Aim readjusted to account for the different angle she was now utilizing.  Behind her the construction fabric of the wall exploded with the wayward bullet.  Eyes focused on the wound at the man’s stomach, shock failed to register on her face when he spoke as if the wound was a scratch.  Suspicions were confirmed from the past as Domino was more than certain she had shot this man before, shot him a few times.  What a curse on humanity, an undying ass.  Teeth ground together as her finger pulled on the trigger in rapid succession to hopefully end his reign of poorly made commentary.<br/><br/>The bullets slammed into the icey wall.  Hollow points mushroomed out to spread their stopping power, striking the hardening surface with a vengeance to tear away chunks.  A growl tore from her throat in frustration at the wasted effort.  Bullets exploded against the surface still while the magazine was emptied against the frozen air.  The slide racked back when the last casing was ejected.  Immediately her hands moved to the spare magazine tucked against her back.  A simple reload this was not as years of experience and training went into the speed of the motion.  Everything in the motion spoke of a woman that would end someone’s life quicker than anyone might like to imagine  All was useless in the face of Dr. Strange and she knew this.  Immediately her hands went to the air with the, now loaded and chambered, pistol hanging limp from her finger.<br/><br/><strong>“Hey, hey, hey just a little mis..under…”  the pistol dissolved from around her finger with a frown crossing her lips quickly,” ..standing.  Yeah, you don’t care.  Ok.” </strong><br/><br/>There was a moment of sucking on her teeth as she considered her new situation.  Around her people were certainly taking notice.  Eyes shifted from one side to the other, taking into account the collection of people that were likely as powerful if not more so than herself.  Now without a weapon her odds of walking out of here diminished quite a bit.  Then of course there was Deadpool standing on the other side of the ice.  Then a voice reached across the communicator device each was apparently given.  A voice of reason that called everyone’s attention elsewhere.<br/><br/>Hands clapped in front of her with a definitive pop.<strong>“Alright!  So briefing room that way right?  Go team!  Ra Ra Ra.  Let’s get some work done here.”</strong>A smile lit up her dark lips as she now pointed with both fingers toward the briefing room.  Domino knew this was going to be a very long day.<br/>