For the rest of the day Dominique didn't see Robin anywhere, or her sister. She sat in her seat watching some of the other people interact with one another. Almost everyone seemed to not want anything to do with the other inmates, but there were also a group of particularly cruel looking inmates in a group. There were about five men in the group, Dominique recognizing the Ramirez man standing with them. Anger flared in Dom's chest, her good hand clenching the arm rest of the chair she was sitting in. Revenge was the only thing she cared about suddenly, looking around to see if there were any weapons. Ramirez had broken her fathers jaw in one swing, there was no way she could face him with one arm. While looking around, Dominique caught the eye of Sam and one other glasses wearing guard, whom she didn't recognize. Sam raised an eyebrow at her, noticing the anger in her eyes. Dominique quickly turned back around, chewing on her lip as she realized attacking Ramirez might be harder then she originally thought.
Right as Dominique noticed a pencil on the coffee table in front of her, she also noticed that Ramirez had also spotted her. His ugly grin widened into a even uglier smile, tapping a few friends on the shoulders before starting to walk over to Dominique. Dom glared, glancing at Sam who was still looking suspiciously at her. Instead of getting up and going for the pencil, Dominique stayed in her chair, and looked up at the three men who were now standing in front of her. "Well, well, well. Isn't it the little girl who's fathers head I bashed in," Ramirez drawled, his friends chuckling behind him. Dominique just glared up at the man, her jaw clenching tight. "That was some noble thing you did, trying to support your father." Ramirez reached a hand out to touch Dom's face, but she slapped it away. The anger from Dominique's face was mirrored on Ramirez's now. "Bitch!" He growled, jumping forward and suddenly grabbing Dominique's face.
For a split second Dom started to freak out, but quickly got control over the situation, wriggling her body out from under the larger man, and kicking him in the face. The first kick surprised him enough that he let go long enough for Dominique to shove herself off of the seat, falling to the floor on her back. Reaching up with her good hand, she groped for the pencil, finding it just in time, Ramirez diving for her. Dominique thrusted the pencil into Ramirez's knee cap, wedging a good inch under the actual cap and bone. Ramirez howled in pain, falling to the floor, his buddies too stunned to actually do anything. Dominique angled the pencil upwards, hearing the snapping sound of his knee cap dislocating. Ramirez was now screaming in agony, thrashing around so much that the pencil snapped at the tip, leaving a good chunk of the pencil lodged under his knee cap. Dom could hear Sam and the second guard rushing towards them, so right as Sam went to make a grab for her, she sprung up to Ramirez's face, and dove her broken and bloody pencil right in to the man's jugular.
Ripping the pencil away, blood started to pour everywhere, Ramirez continuing to writhe as he tried to stop the bleeding. Dominique grinned as she felt Sam and the second Guard grab her from under her arms, lifting her off of Ramirez and out of the blood puddle. Dom started to laugh as she was being dragged away, yelling at the dying man on the ground, "Yeah, I am that mans daughter! The one thing you forgot, however, is that I have my mothers fury in me!" Dom got the last few words out as the doors to the stunned and silent common room closed. Now in the hallway Dominique paid more attention to the two men dragging her away. Sam looked emotionless, his face set in a hard look. The second guard, however, looked slightly frightened, although he tried not to show it. Dom grinned wider, even though she was certain that they were either going to lock her up for multiple days, or punish her in worse ways. So, deciding to make her last moments fun, Dom went completely limp. The sudden dead weight surprised both Sam and the other Guard, making them drop her. Dominique started to cackle, scooting herself away, still laying on her back. "Henry, grab her damn arm will you?!" Sam yelled, trying to grab her feet to keep her still. Henry, the scared guard, seemed to be afraid of Dominique, even though he had much more muscle on him then she did. Dom didn't make it easy for the two guards to pick her up by her feet and arms, rolling around and kicking her feet violently whenever Sam or Henry managed to grab onto her foot. Eventually, however, the fun had to stop. Sam, now angry, kicked Dom in the stomach, which caused her to pause long enough for Henry to grab her under her armpits. Sam quickly grabbed her feet, and started to lead Dominique away to wherever she was going.
Dominique stared up at the terrified Henry, who was noticeably sweating, refusing to look down at her. "So, where are you guys taking me?" Dominique asked, looking at the back of Sam's head. Neither guard answered, making Dom frown. A few seconds went by, and Dominique suddenly had a funny question pop into her head. "So is it just fate that all of you have super boring names, or are the just pen names, so that no one knows your real name?" Dominique smiled when she got the reaction she wanted. Henry's face tensed, looking impossibly more worried and scared. Sam, however, was the one who cracked and angrily answered her question, "They're pen names. Now will you shut up and stop trying to kick me?" Dominique giggled, for she had in fact been trying to hit Sam in the leg with her foot. "I have to make my last moments fun before you guys torcher me or whatever," Dominique defended. Henry suddenly looked confused, finally looking down to meet Dom's gaze for the first time. "We're not going to kill you, We're-"
"Henry, you Australian fuck, shut up!" Sam finally looked back at Henry, glaring. Sam was in fact right, Henry surprisingly had an Australian accent, which made him sound slightly more intimidating, even though he was still sweating from fear. Dominique raised an eyebrow, looking over to the back of Sam's head, now kicking him in the butt. "Don't be rude, Henry was talking." Dominique giggled a bit as she saw Sam visibly tense in anger. "We're here," Sam growled, reaching the doors that Dom recognized as Lucius' office. Sam dropped Dominique's legs roughly, while Henry carefully helped Dom stand up, although he took multiple steps back afterwards. Dominique looked to an irritated Sam, eyebrow raised. "Just go in," He begged in a still angry voice. Dominique huffed, but did as she was told for once, and pushed open the door. She half expected to see Robin sitting in a chair in front of the large desk, but instead only saw Lucius standing at one of the many windows in his office, looking stoic. "Ah, Miss Barrel," Lucius smiled when he spotted Dom, pausing to look her up and down, "My, my. So you did in fact attack another inmate, I see." Dominique looked down, only just realizing her prison outfit was covered in blood, as well as her good arm. "How is your broken hand?" Lucius walked over, sitting down at his desk, motioning for Dom to sit down as well.
Frowning, Dominique sat, looking down at her mentioned hand. "It's horrible. I think you should get new doctors," Dominique replied. Lucius' usual smile grew, chuckling a bit. "I see you divert to sarcasm when you're stressed." Dominique didn't answer, just stared. Lucius took this as a sign to continue on, "This week you're scheduled to fight once again, however seeing as your will and perseverance is what we're looking for, both you and Mr. Slater will be pushed ahead in the experiment. Robin's already been through one round of conditioning, that's where he's been this past day." Lucius paused to take in Dominique's angry glare, entertainment flashing in his eyes. "As for your arm, however, I do admit that the experimental serum was a fail." He shrugged as if it was some little problem. "After your next fight, scheduled two days from today, we'll go ahead and amputate the infected arm, and replace it with a better solution." Dom's eyes bulged, and her jaw dropped, anger now mixing with fear. "Why don't you just fix the arm I have now?!" Dominique tried to hide her panic, but her voice cracked halfway through her sentence. "The muscles are dead, Dominique, and the flesh is starting to erode away. If we were to take off those bandages I'm certain it would take the tissue off with it. The arm is a lost cause, why waist our effort with it when we know the out come? My doctors are working up a much better solution for you. In fact, we've already started to make and improve the newest model of artificial limb. There's nothing to worry about, Miss Barrel." Lucius smiled as Dominique stared at him, shaking. "I hope you do well in your next fight, Dominique." Lucius pressed a button on his desk, Henry instantly coming through the door. He took Dominique gently by the arm, leading the stunned woman out of the room and silently to her cell.
Right as Dominique noticed a pencil on the coffee table in front of her, she also noticed that Ramirez had also spotted her. His ugly grin widened into a even uglier smile, tapping a few friends on the shoulders before starting to walk over to Dominique. Dom glared, glancing at Sam who was still looking suspiciously at her. Instead of getting up and going for the pencil, Dominique stayed in her chair, and looked up at the three men who were now standing in front of her. "Well, well, well. Isn't it the little girl who's fathers head I bashed in," Ramirez drawled, his friends chuckling behind him. Dominique just glared up at the man, her jaw clenching tight. "That was some noble thing you did, trying to support your father." Ramirez reached a hand out to touch Dom's face, but she slapped it away. The anger from Dominique's face was mirrored on Ramirez's now. "Bitch!" He growled, jumping forward and suddenly grabbing Dominique's face.
For a split second Dom started to freak out, but quickly got control over the situation, wriggling her body out from under the larger man, and kicking him in the face. The first kick surprised him enough that he let go long enough for Dominique to shove herself off of the seat, falling to the floor on her back. Reaching up with her good hand, she groped for the pencil, finding it just in time, Ramirez diving for her. Dominique thrusted the pencil into Ramirez's knee cap, wedging a good inch under the actual cap and bone. Ramirez howled in pain, falling to the floor, his buddies too stunned to actually do anything. Dominique angled the pencil upwards, hearing the snapping sound of his knee cap dislocating. Ramirez was now screaming in agony, thrashing around so much that the pencil snapped at the tip, leaving a good chunk of the pencil lodged under his knee cap. Dom could hear Sam and the second guard rushing towards them, so right as Sam went to make a grab for her, she sprung up to Ramirez's face, and dove her broken and bloody pencil right in to the man's jugular.
Ripping the pencil away, blood started to pour everywhere, Ramirez continuing to writhe as he tried to stop the bleeding. Dominique grinned as she felt Sam and the second Guard grab her from under her arms, lifting her off of Ramirez and out of the blood puddle. Dom started to laugh as she was being dragged away, yelling at the dying man on the ground, "Yeah, I am that mans daughter! The one thing you forgot, however, is that I have my mothers fury in me!" Dom got the last few words out as the doors to the stunned and silent common room closed. Now in the hallway Dominique paid more attention to the two men dragging her away. Sam looked emotionless, his face set in a hard look. The second guard, however, looked slightly frightened, although he tried not to show it. Dom grinned wider, even though she was certain that they were either going to lock her up for multiple days, or punish her in worse ways. So, deciding to make her last moments fun, Dom went completely limp. The sudden dead weight surprised both Sam and the other Guard, making them drop her. Dominique started to cackle, scooting herself away, still laying on her back. "Henry, grab her damn arm will you?!" Sam yelled, trying to grab her feet to keep her still. Henry, the scared guard, seemed to be afraid of Dominique, even though he had much more muscle on him then she did. Dom didn't make it easy for the two guards to pick her up by her feet and arms, rolling around and kicking her feet violently whenever Sam or Henry managed to grab onto her foot. Eventually, however, the fun had to stop. Sam, now angry, kicked Dom in the stomach, which caused her to pause long enough for Henry to grab her under her armpits. Sam quickly grabbed her feet, and started to lead Dominique away to wherever she was going.
Dominique stared up at the terrified Henry, who was noticeably sweating, refusing to look down at her. "So, where are you guys taking me?" Dominique asked, looking at the back of Sam's head. Neither guard answered, making Dom frown. A few seconds went by, and Dominique suddenly had a funny question pop into her head. "So is it just fate that all of you have super boring names, or are the just pen names, so that no one knows your real name?" Dominique smiled when she got the reaction she wanted. Henry's face tensed, looking impossibly more worried and scared. Sam, however, was the one who cracked and angrily answered her question, "They're pen names. Now will you shut up and stop trying to kick me?" Dominique giggled, for she had in fact been trying to hit Sam in the leg with her foot. "I have to make my last moments fun before you guys torcher me or whatever," Dominique defended. Henry suddenly looked confused, finally looking down to meet Dom's gaze for the first time. "We're not going to kill you, We're-"
"Henry, you Australian fuck, shut up!" Sam finally looked back at Henry, glaring. Sam was in fact right, Henry surprisingly had an Australian accent, which made him sound slightly more intimidating, even though he was still sweating from fear. Dominique raised an eyebrow, looking over to the back of Sam's head, now kicking him in the butt. "Don't be rude, Henry was talking." Dominique giggled a bit as she saw Sam visibly tense in anger. "We're here," Sam growled, reaching the doors that Dom recognized as Lucius' office. Sam dropped Dominique's legs roughly, while Henry carefully helped Dom stand up, although he took multiple steps back afterwards. Dominique looked to an irritated Sam, eyebrow raised. "Just go in," He begged in a still angry voice. Dominique huffed, but did as she was told for once, and pushed open the door. She half expected to see Robin sitting in a chair in front of the large desk, but instead only saw Lucius standing at one of the many windows in his office, looking stoic. "Ah, Miss Barrel," Lucius smiled when he spotted Dom, pausing to look her up and down, "My, my. So you did in fact attack another inmate, I see." Dominique looked down, only just realizing her prison outfit was covered in blood, as well as her good arm. "How is your broken hand?" Lucius walked over, sitting down at his desk, motioning for Dom to sit down as well.
Frowning, Dominique sat, looking down at her mentioned hand. "It's horrible. I think you should get new doctors," Dominique replied. Lucius' usual smile grew, chuckling a bit. "I see you divert to sarcasm when you're stressed." Dominique didn't answer, just stared. Lucius took this as a sign to continue on, "This week you're scheduled to fight once again, however seeing as your will and perseverance is what we're looking for, both you and Mr. Slater will be pushed ahead in the experiment. Robin's already been through one round of conditioning, that's where he's been this past day." Lucius paused to take in Dominique's angry glare, entertainment flashing in his eyes. "As for your arm, however, I do admit that the experimental serum was a fail." He shrugged as if it was some little problem. "After your next fight, scheduled two days from today, we'll go ahead and amputate the infected arm, and replace it with a better solution." Dom's eyes bulged, and her jaw dropped, anger now mixing with fear. "Why don't you just fix the arm I have now?!" Dominique tried to hide her panic, but her voice cracked halfway through her sentence. "The muscles are dead, Dominique, and the flesh is starting to erode away. If we were to take off those bandages I'm certain it would take the tissue off with it. The arm is a lost cause, why waist our effort with it when we know the out come? My doctors are working up a much better solution for you. In fact, we've already started to make and improve the newest model of artificial limb. There's nothing to worry about, Miss Barrel." Lucius smiled as Dominique stared at him, shaking. "I hope you do well in your next fight, Dominique." Lucius pressed a button on his desk, Henry instantly coming through the door. He took Dominique gently by the arm, leading the stunned woman out of the room and silently to her cell.