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Dominique

"Wait, I thought I was going to be asked questions about myself?"

Dominique wanted to turn around and pound her head against the wall, anything else then trying to speak to Vega. She was just so frustrated by the situation and everything. This would never end if it continued like this, like a torture going on forever - but sadly it was Dominique that got tortured not the enemy. In her head she imagined how great it would feel to just have a gun at the moment, not that she would kill anyone but still it would feel great to just pull the trigger and hit maybe a little bit of her hand, leg, cheek. Anything. But she wouldn't do that even if she had one, but it wasn't forbidden to imagining it. Irritating woman. What was it that had been written about her, helicopter pilot? Lame. Or not... Whatever, Dominique could make her helicopter crash any day if she just had her hands on the right arsenal. Stupid pilot...

"Why don't you ask her yourself? What do you want me to do, give away her deep dark secrets? Heh, you can kiss my ass."

Dominique smacked with her mouth before meeting the woman's gaze, "You sure talk big for being just a nobody like your sister now. Hey, shouldn't you been able to stop your sister from killing that man? Such a bad sister you are, you could have prevented your little sister from doing the biggest mistake of her life if you just had been observant and seen what she planned."