Domino

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OOC Info:

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IC Info:

Character Name: Neena 'Domino' Thurman
Character Journal: improvidence
Character Canon: X-men (comic)
Did your character wake up in the town, or walk in willingly? If they arrived willingly, how.: She woke up there
Entry Point: mid-Schism (after her cameo fighting Sentinels)
Abilities: Beside being able to speak all the languages on Earth (literally), Domino has the ability to alter her luck telekinetically. Usually, this power requires her to move, and is unconscious. If someone's shooting at her, she has to run to dodge the bullets. She can, during moments of intense stress, use her powers without taking an active role in their outcome, consciously. She used it to call lightening to help save the world, once.

By and large, Domino relies on her lifetime of mercenary work to get her through. She's a decent hand to hand fighter, and an excellent sniper.

History:
Domino was created in a government laboratory, in an attempt to make a sane precognate. Her powers were deemed a failure, and she was marked to be destroyed (the black spot on her eye was the idea of a rather dramatic scientist). However, she was rescued, and sent to live with a priest in Chicago, who raised her until she was old enough to know that she wanted more from life than the safety of the parish she'd grown up in.

She learned to fight and shoot, and what she had thought would be a temporary job as a bounty hunter became a life's calling, and she soon moved to more interesting, and dangerous, work as a mercenary. She was picked up by the Six Pack when Cable first formed it, one of the last to join, but also the last to throw stones at Cable when he abandoned them.

She worked solo, then was captured, then worked with Cable and X-Force. It was this time with X-Force when she first pursued a relationship with Cable, and it ended badly, with him abandoning her again. This would set the tone for the entirety of their relationship, with her fighting against him, then relenting and joining him.

The last straw for her was Providence. She truly believed in Cable, threw caution to the wind and let herself trust him. She felt as though her trust in him, and in anything at all, had been betrayed when he died.

She worked freelance for a bit, until Cyclops hired her to work with X-Force. She went to the future with them to help Cable, figuring that she at least owed him that for all the trouble she'd put him through. Being blatantly ignored and marginalized by him hurt a lot, and so she hardened herself to him, and to everyone else. It was then that she started to sleep with Wolverine, but it was well understood, by both parties, that neither was looking for anything beyond a quick screw.

After X-Factor was officially dissolved, Domino stayed on Cyclops's personal payroll, in case of emergencies. When Sentinels began attacking humans, she was called in, and helped fight the robots.

Equipment: Domino will have a lot of guns, an assortment of small pointed objects, a pair of tonfas, and one extra clip to her rifle, fully loaded. She will also be wearing light body armor, which will protect against stab wounds, but not much else.

Personality: Domino is a bunch of contradictions strapped together to form a mostly functional human being. She's tough, hard as nails. This is the kind of lady who never gets close to anyone, and never, ever gets attached. Except, of course, when she does. A person has to be pretty extraordinary for Domino to rick hanging her feelings on them. Once hung, her feelings don't dislodge easily, a fact she's often lamented, once the fight is over and the aftermath has begun.

Domino is fiercely independent. She makes her own money, mixes her own drinks, holds her own doors, and will slug you in the mouth if you try to get her seat for her. At the same time, she has a need for companionship and care like any other person. She's not a romantic woman, but a box of bullet-piercing bullets isn't too terribly far from being a box of chocolates, in the grand scheme of things. A date is out of the question, but an evening out spent only in someone else's company is completely doable.

Recently, Domino has been feeling more reclusive than usual. She's hung her hopes on someone who can't follow through too many times. It's hard to come to terms with the fact that a loved one can't be what you need. In the end, Domino does believe in love, and at the moment she's extremely angry that her belief is being defied by the world.

Still, the harder things get, the harder Domino fights. She's channeling all that anger into something she thinks is right (it happens to also be well paying, but that's beside the point). Helping the X-men, even as a paid reserve member, is almost the last thing she'd ever thought she'd do. Maybe Cable's craziness has rubbed off on her after all these years. Maybe fighting the good fight means something after all. She's not even sure why she's chosen to thrown her lot in with the dwindling mutant race. She's not losing much sleep over it, and she's not examining her feelings. She's doing what she loves: kicking butt and taking names.

Though it would likely surprise people who don't know her, Domino is a moderately lax Roman Catholic, thanks to her upbringing. She won't be sad about missing Easter mass, and Christmas is just an excuse to eat Chinese food while the restaurants are relatively empty, but when things are going bad, and she feels like she could use something extra, something even her incredible luck can't supply, she has a place she can turn to, a quiet portion of herself that remembers what it was like to feel safe and cared for, if only by one person.

Entrance Post:
Domino didn't remember getting knocked out. That was pretty normal. Usually, when you get blunt head trauma bad enough to make you black out, the only memory you have afterward of the event is the nice goose egg on the back of your head.

The first strange thing (of many), was the fact that her head was clear and in no pain. She registered this before she opened her eyes, but didn't pay attention to it. She felt her guns in her hands, so she was okay with the second surprise. It wasn't the first time she'd woken up and been somewhere different.

The town hall was creepy in a way she couldn't put her finger on. The broken music broadcast was definitely helping her feel bad about things, and the people walking around her like she was nothing didn't help, either. Maybe it was the silence. She'd just come from a world made almost entirely of noise and danger. That, she told herself, must be it.

She stood up slowly, slinging her rifle strap onto her shoulder, though her arm was draped over, so she could pull it forward if needed. Still, nobody said anything to her. She stopped someone, a tall brunette woman who looked a lot like Cable's little reporter friend. The woman gave her a pleasant smile. "Where am I?" Domino didn't know why she was whispering. Maybe she didn't want to break the silence.

"The town hall, ma'am. Did you get lost? Or, heh, drunk?"

Domino frowned, wondering if her emergency flask of whiskey had been closed when she'd left for this mission. Still, drunk was a good cover. "Oh yeah, you know. Hunting season."

The woman frowned. "Right. Okay, then." Then she left, rather quickly. Domino rubbed her face. That had been a particularly bad cover, come to think of it.

She stepped out of the town hall, and into the most boring generic small town she'd ever seen. "Great. Just what I needed. A vacation." Her tone was sarcastic, and she walked away from the town hall, still unconsciously taking care not to disturb the quiet.

( meme sheep )