<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a7/XForceAvatarDomino01.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name:</strong>Domino<br/><strong>Real Name:</strong>Neena Thurman<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Danger Room<br/><strong>Date/time:</strong>Monday the 7th of September (2015) 10:15 am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Archangel<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Training<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1-news.softpedia-static.com/images/news2/Deadpool-Video-Game-Will-Feature-X-Force-s-Domino-2.jpg)</div></div>________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>“Oh yes I always have more ammo.” She responded with grin. “I didn’t expect to have to use my guns today so I decided on only a few clips. That and Storm seems to have a thing about unknowns strutting around the mansion armed. I think she’s worried I might get an itchy trigger finger or something.” The mercenary laughed softly before he began to speak.<br/><br/>Domino busily checked over the wound on her shoulder as he spoke, it didn't seem like she was paying attention, but in reality she heard every word he said. She envied the first X-men they always had one another when things got tough. When she was a teenager she didn't have a psychic mentor telling her how to use her powers. She was teaching herself as a child mercenary after running away from her father. Granted her powers were entirely subconscious, she couldn't control them if she wanted to. Not unless she put herself in a situation where they had no choice but to activate. Such as an assassination or a theft, or even running for her life. Not that they helped her much when she was chained to a laboratory wall for over a year. “I’m sure you have plenty of stories to tell yourself Archangel.” She said once he drifted off. “After all it’s not everyday someone comes back from being the embodiment of death.”<br/><br/>Holstering her gun she turned towards him watching the screen for a moment “Just to the Medbay so I can get this taken care of. I’ll find my way to the kitchen afterwards.” She responded. Her heart gave a pang when she saw Cable on the screen, such an annoying habit it had. Despite everything, despite the fact he didn’t even notice Copycat had taken her shape for a year. She still cared for the big lug, nothing like love, but there was a deeper connection there. It was nice seeing him bounce back from the fight with Apocalypse. With a sigh she headed towards the elevator, waiting for Archangel before pressing the button that would take them up to the observation deck.  “Can you do me a favor? Don’t tell Cable about the shoulder.  I made a stupid mistake and I’ll take care of myself. He needs to focus on his own healing.”